Don’t Give Up Poem by Brian 'Peza' Perrins

Hello John, how are you feeling?
Bored I guess and climbing the ceiling

The next few weeks are going to be tough
There’s no way around it, your going to feel rough

There will be barriers, knock backs and frustration
You’ll need the will power of old, to fight this damnation

Think back to the struggles on our bikes that we saw
Not wanting to give up by putting foot to the floor

Who will be first to falter and give up the fight
Not you I don’t think, but it will take all your might

When we both stopped smoking it always seemed to me
There was no chance of failing, too much competition you see

So think of the future and those times on a barge
Would you like red wine or beer sir? I’ll have a large!

There’s no way that you’ll give in, I know this is true
Just come out fighting, meet the challenge, that’s you!

So if you need anything from me, just give me a shout
I’ll never be far away, always be about