JAZZ IN DIXIELANDhybeekayswt (40) in dixie • 7 years ago (edited) °*° I'm hanging in my hiding place The height tree on fire camp ground Covered in grease and leaves like one ready for war I blend with the branches colour There is a great chant rising from the crowds Ascending sparkles of flames like fire works The beats rise and dancers go round the fire With painted faces and bodies like the Zulu's Indicating strength freedom and emancipation My focus is on the full moon Seems I could see ghosts riding on White horses Guarding our southern heritage Stay woke Dixieland,rise redeem our home Our hearts have been bullied with horrified memories For those forty six years Fury, pain,wisdom, worry,disaster ate us up Now jazz roars out of the old piano Played by our Southern mad man His finger tips strikes the keys fiercely Initiating beats and sounds like a pounding heart Coupled with it's slapping bass The mixed feeling now sounding cool We're loving the pain of jazz music It's a sweet pleasing pain Jazz frees Dixieland °*° Image credits Pinterest Pinterest dixie music freedom anoesis
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