The Olympics

Those trademark circular elements of style in vogue every four years When the crème de la crème of the athleticism presents itself on the world stage Suspending and transcending any present day internecine conflict Allowing, enabling, and proffering the five continents And gathering of top-notch mental, physical and spiritual prowess Extant with adroit prolific curved arabesques on one corner of the globe That (like Noah with his Ark kit) human techno wizardry Bedazzles viewers charting unparalleled feats Whereby the human body defies the laws of physics and challenges gravity Fielding a hypnotic colorful tapestry Whereby the woof and warp of any melancholy moody blue, mellow yellow Gunmetal green, roman a clef real time red doth white out The dark knight, temporarily sequestered in a bishopric Of faux queenly royalty, where a pawn out the parapet of her castle keep She imbibes requiem toward protesting the limits of *****sapiens Inherent parameters, where fluid dynamics of each most supreme contestant Sans his/her specialized arena Further the prior leg holds with free from arm-twisting head lock And make a mockery of invisible manacles Purportedly and formerly believed to tether man/woman kind With unbreakable hidebound genetic/ chromosomal restraints But nay to those who professed impossibility against the reins Boxed and fenced in by bow rings set by Mother Nature Well nigh obsolete and superfluous What with evident burlesque stellar performances Leaving the spectators starry eyed with collective mouths agape As polished prominent performers blithely offset previous milestone Setting a new yardstick to measure the Olympian capacity That Heracles and Zeus would most likely deem as some sort of magic trick Yet lo, the sensational and majestic pageantry absolutely serious Lying to rest what used to be merely amateur games Whereby most any novice could coax a charade, façade, travesty et cetera Without fear of getting flagged, but phenomenal exhibitors of today Can nearly bank on netting a truckload of worldly wide wealth Whereby a hand-made Scottish tartan Harris Tweed welcome mat Ushers August men and exuding mettle and iron clad dedication With pomp and circumstance into pantheon of future legends!