Saturday, March 17, 2018


March became my mantra
Despite each searing jolt
Of agony (like plasma,
The price for my revolt)

Which forced my knees to buckle
While I just muttered March
It isn’t hard to stumble
In the ruins of an arch

But I would not surrender
Or be shot for standing still
I’ll stagger on forever
Just to have my own free will.


iancochrane said...

Ah yes.
& the answer is... to stagger on for ever

rch said...

Never stop ;-)