Flashdance…What a Feeling

Come now, good baker of the earth,

mould the ground to the syncopated

song of the earth; Come, wise

engineers, wielders of metal,

plan the rising tempo; Come,

laborers, my blue-collared

children, bask in me and drop

your hammers and chiseles

and put away your nail,

sway now atop your frames,

inside your cubicles, within

your mines; Laugh! and Sing!

and Dance! Chime now and move,

raising higher, let your

tired bodies rest as their

spirits mingle with

the creator.


This is the 100 Songs Project, a 100-day writing challenge based on AFI’s 100 Years…100 Songs. Every day, I write a short poem, prose piece, or play based on, reacting to, rejecting, accepting, or doing something related to one of the songs in the top 100 list.

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