Stix
No shackles can hold him down.
No chains restrain him.
His life is the battle
And his mind set his defence.
He his Stix
His smile can slay the biggest of black dogs
And he as spirit that’s at least 90% proof.
It’s his Mind over his body, what a fight.
He’s the one and only Stix.
If life was a game
He would play it to the final minute
Then score the winning goal
With an overhead kick
He’s Stix.
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2020
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