A slave
Your master
You behave
Even faster
Something you can't shake
In your mind it's vital
What's at stake
Burning the metal
This beast
That hides
Wants to be released
He doesn't take sides
He comes at you in a full sprint
Legs arched
Eyebrows bent
Throat parched
He sweeps you off your feet
Knocks you around
One you don't want to meet
At the pound
He sits behind the fence
Waiting for a refill
Waiting for his pence
Looking at his prequel
You puzzle
How to shroud this addiction
Feeling the hot muzzle
Stopping to friction
Walking a mile
In the hail
After a while
You start to wail
You walk a broken bridge
You walk alone
You lose your privilege
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My Old Poems (2011)
PoetryJust a compilation of the poems that I wrote in 2011 on my Ipod. I wrote these poems at the time to try and lift my spirit, I knew I needed it then. Enjoy. Become a fan on Facebook if you like it. http://www.facebook.com/Johnhicksbooks :)
