Every Days A Tug Of War - Poem by Mark Heathcote
As one foot, steps in front of another
The beating heart perceives every journey
A fight between, right and wrong, together
In tandem, act as trial attorney.
The courtroom mind never closes its doors
Here, there are never any adjournments...
Just walks down long forgotten corridors...
Pets and people, how many lost remnants.
Every days a tug of war, an appeal
To the bar! Oh, grant me some mercy,
Show me, clemency, isn't this a raw deal
Life with a human conscience it's balmy.
But, then again when we fall in love its
Magic, it's wonderful, we all omits.
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