Every Man's Motion
Every Man’s Motion
Forgotten
lore from long ago,
Reminded daily of where I flow.
Encouraged
daily by your presence;
Established constantly by your
essence.
Many a time I wish I new,
What it was, I was to
do.
Capture freedom or living slave?
Rocket mounted but
Misbehaved…
Wicked style that pervades my empathy,
Foolish
folly all leads eventually
To you, my friend, and hopefully
stay.
But a fool’s part, I choose to play,
To the point
of which I do not know
where I begin and end.
When it’s
all over, I hope you’ll say, “You never disappointed me.”