Free verse № 97516
Sport
A dog you are
Spit soaked jowls
Flashes of vice
Beneath a razored grin
Rage,
Blood and water,
Deadened eyes
Flesh tearing
Wrinkled bone
Bruised pride
Sweat stings
Eyes
Open wounds
Sweat stings victory
A blistering cry
And time has stopped
Gold is heavier than silver
Blood is thinner than soil
3 comments
This not about dogs, but the essence of sport.
Sports turns men into animals, for what? People will kill for the gold and no one really remembers who died for what.
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