Fist

Long ago
In my youth
I did ride
But few did
As we rode
As we passed
We would salute
A fist raised in the air
There was pride
There was a bond
It was special
Long ago
Time has changed
Salutes did stopped
We’d rise a fist
They would not
Long ago
There was a bond
Long ago
A fist in the air
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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