He Come Ready To Fight Poem by Dorsey Baker

He is standing
on the bridge
he feels like an eagle
light as a
feather
and he wants to fly
heavy weight
heat
from the sun above
and the river
is slowly moving
its body
like a snake shedding
its skin
he hears
the raging voice
of the wind
its coming down the river
he stands like a mountain
and stays strong
but fear
is trying to catch his
thoughts
and imprison them
an army
of demons come
armed and ready
but he is
strong enough
to fight them off!