The Major

another quickie

He stands courageous as he smiles with content
In a circus full of prey, contracted by his scent

the oldest of games begins
Another pure soul will fall
his figure calling them in
simple words keep them in awe

his animosity
for the hunters in the ring
is no where to be seen
it was left at the door
comradery
for the veterans and the kings
lasts until the moonlight
no longer lights the floor

temptation has set in the minds of a few
But only one is special out of 72

Reviews

[Tony Woods]

Dude, I see a potential English major in your future, why don't you f*****g get off your lazy truck-driving a*s and spit shine your poetic soul? I really liked this actually, hopefully you haven't strayed too far from the old cafe.