Roger Roger Poet Metrical Tale

The Whirlwind

"Whirlwind", they call him.
He fights his way up in the ring. 
He knows he need it to survive.
He must make his will alive.

For every blood and tear he sheds. 
For every drop of sweat he drips.
Comes a handful of praise and glory 
for his nation and his family. 

Everytime he fights in the ring 
is a gamble that he takes,
for no one knows when his bad luck will arrive;
If he can make it back alive. 

And one day when he was not well,
someone challenged the might of his reign. 
The mighty champ, without hesitation, 
fought with courage and dedication.

And when he knew it was time for his demise,
he made his last blow tough and hard.  
The mighty champ did not survive, 
but his reign remained alive.  

And as time tries to erode his memory 
his glorious tale comes back to life. 
The mighty whirlwind that once made his mark 
comes back like ghost to make his spark. 

January 12, 2023 

Poetry in Motion Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri

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