Spartan

Spartan

A Poem by Mackenzie R. Friday

how long must the sickness persist
a cist that cannot be controlled

or told and instead stays cold to
new worlds that unfold into bold
ideas that are left alone and shone
that inside this boy is a man who
has no place to call his home where
he could hone his senses and learn
from all the lessons thrown his way
like curveballs slamming into fences

 

catch breath to save what's left of
the moment passing and crashing
into the shore with a roar that's heard
and later told like lore because
he lives life like the captain of
a sinking ship but none can snap
that whip quite like life can break
your wit and leave you on your knees
pleading and bleeding out every last
lingering wish for peace of mind

 

but this life is no longer mine
its yours and its time to shine
to walk that line and show that you
pull as much as you push when push
comes to shove and it rains shame
from above as you stand tested and
unprotected and feel real pain you
find out that your the only one
to blame when that moment came

 

grow but stay low and don't dwell
on their low blows that make you choke
because they happen often between
the mirrors and the smoke and don't
lose your nerve just because you
didn't get what you deserved just
remember what you've learned

 

you only get what you've earned

© 2008 Mackenzie R. Friday


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Your words flow well. Thank you.

Imogean~

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on February 10, 2008