Wednesday, December 31, 2008
RACER -- by Richard C. Speaks
You are metal
I am meat
I'm in control
from the driver's seat
I push you hard
You growl protest
We search the streets
for the thrill of conquest
The road is long
A serpent cloaked by night
Eagerly I rev you
So I can feel your might
Then a challenger nods
And we begin the contest
At the signal we wait
to prove who's the best
Two engines straining
On the green they explode
Steel demons roaring
down a desolate road
I'm in the lead
and feeling fine
I'll bet I'm beating
my best time
Your right front blows
I lose control
I hold on tight
as we start to roll
Now you're a wreck
But I'll survive
They say it's a miracle
that I'm alive
I live for speed
More danger to face
I'll get another car
This isn't my last race
THE END
Sunday, December 14, 2008
OVER DONE -- by Richard C. Speaks
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