Toe To Toe
They stand toe to toe
Neither will give up their ground
A battle for fools
For they both possess great strength
One will be destroyed today
The winner receives no prize
The blood screams out from his hands
For him there's no sleep
Glassy eyes peer from the dark
Brother dead on ground
Trying out Harry Horsman's toe to toe tanka.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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