A short poem about dynamics - Gord - Aspoet


2021-02-22 12:47 am
For Mayor, for payment,
For wages, forced labour,
For most run four bases,
For patience, no basis.

Road changes like young brains,
Record-breakers, the role favours;
Horses race toward old age,
and the coast as it fades;

Full weight behind the sail,
Like regulation of the state,
Your neighbour, Your patron, 
Afford bravery for faith,
While some live, agate,
Judge races from inside of a cage.