(Sometimes
you should dance
the first time
you are asked.
Later is too late
most of the time.)
when they want to
they do like a swarm
best not to stand
in the way of mobbing
manifestations of destiny
don’t be dense when the
bell rings progress has come
too late to answer it you should
have been swinging I don’t know
how you forgot don’t know your
history can’t see your now what
the hell you on how deep you sleep
the music changed it was a
long time ago I told you we should
dance the dance floor gone they
put up condo’s market rate
you a dollar short and decades late
listen to my old jams
catch up & move on the road
is open again for reinvention
remember to remember and
you will know what to hold on to
its the boom ba boom the bounce
baby the funk we store in trunks
the drum sun mojo jive talk
anasi’s spirit your own godz
some soul for sure they
don’t make that good stuff
no more want you to border check it
to cross over so tape it to your
consciousness make better best
shape shift but never drift
far from you remember
how you walked in the storm this
far enough and some more
enough
and
some more
enough
and
some more
