I’m a mover and shaker
My soul jangles with all of the loose change that is joy,
I keep in pockets, they’re holsters and love is my weapon
in the war against hatred.
I dance at the sound of my name being called.
A hand raised high,
I touch the clouds.
The world never stops turning,
and neither do I.
I used all of the bad things that have happened
and all of the wrongs that have wronged me
and I built a shield.
I take that shield into battle
and I don’t fight back.
I take my own heart and I offer it to my enemies.
I am a mover and a shaker. I dance and I spin.
I am the Earth.
I don’t stop.