Thursday, March 10, 2011

so what is this thing called urban dance ....

Here's a short poem I wrote that was read in Costa Rica when we presented our African American urban dance project.

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We danced then to keep our hope alive. We dance now till the sun no longer shines.

Free to dance day and night, without having to put up a fight. It’s in our bones, it’s in our hearts, to groove to the beat of the funk, or dance during the break, where the Bboys and Bgirls start.

It’s comes from within, no class required, or any person saying do it again.

We’re inspired by the beat which makes us move our feet. We’re inspired by the move, to create something new.  Yesterday until today my body knows what to say.

Feel it, do it, and live it.
Urban dance is the natural expression of what we are given.



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