The Wrestlers Poem by Paul du Plessis
The Wrestlers
Unknown that night
Yet known from birth;
Following as second
Wanting to be first;
Claiming a blessing
Not rightfully his
Now confirmed by the stranger
Over whom he triumphs.
Left with a limp
And dislocated hip
But with arms open
To embrace a brother
With a new name
And nature transformed
As he offers a hand
In the gesture of peace.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
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