Poetry

Soul patrol

Rolling slowly, cautiously

Rolling with a  hundred and one pounding heartbeats Rolling wildly, furiously

 

The ups and downs of the ideals clash

Racing towards a pile up crash

 

 

Rolling steadily, mightily

Rolling with a grand plan to beat the heartless

Rolling, majestically, heroically

 

 

The to and from the edge of sanity’s hot flash

Rubbing the skin with swamp ash

 

 

Rolling noisily, rapturously

Rolling to smoothly oil the heartbreak

Rolling, thunderously, purposefully

 

This is how we roll

On Monday morning’s soul patrol

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