Move The Chains Poem by Mark Curtis

Poems are written, worldwide, everyday,
expressive way, we all have our say.

Concoction of words, some used to make sense,
while others created, to sit on the fence.

Colours I’ll nail and stick to my mast,
a friendship now forged, forever will last.

A distance apart, for some many miles,
for me though it shortens, we travel by smiles.

Pet names acquired, the Outlaw Robin Hood,
Maid Marian for you, is that cos ‘ya’ll’ good?

Acknowledged my work, made me feel high,
passed true test of poems, by making one cry.

No time for crying, this girl’s made of Steeler,
i know she’ll come through, I know she’s a healer.

A fighter inside, I now doth you “Ali-Gator”,
so what’s the future, what does await her?

LSAT, Law School, perhaps fly a jumbo,
go buy a “mack” and solve crime Columbo!

Joking aside, place faith into God’s will,
just hope he don’t send, a lawyers bill.

Great actions alone, in one’s heart leave stains,
So always be strong and go “Move the Chains”

copyright 2009 Mark Curtis