Give me permission to weep
To cry, to rant to wail
Ancient convention demanded it
Sanctioned it
Supported it
But I can not allow it
I stop myself
Arrest the tears
Move on, move up, away
The luxury of grief is one
I will not allow myself
Give me permission to weep
Dancing god
Dancing god
Laughing god
You who make armies flee
Goat footed god
Hermes’ son
Will you dance with me?
Within the city scape you find me
No daughter of the land
The daily grind entwines and binds me
Will you offer me your hand?
Even in the city streets
There’s wilderness to find
Among the stone and marble seats
Of learning and of mind
For Arcadia’s a state of mind
As well as forest dim
If I look for you, will I find
You dancing, there, within....?
Dancing god
Laughing god
Terror brought at noon
Laughing god
Dangerous god
Will you dance with me …. soon?
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