Running Back.

One in six the little glory was 
Paraded on jacket past the running back
Remains a fair mentioned state memory 
The year was 1/6 clouded in empty memories
A hello or wave on by the national directors hold
Direct line to the closing bell were no where said
Beauty does have a name beyond the pens point
Rain recovers such earthen beauty to precious hands
wearing out the flowing beads handing out pink slips
Till it runs it’s course just listen to its thunder falling
The fruit gone only now lasting a day boasting to say
Don’t shoot the comings the doings back and forward
Like the storms about the skies we sat the storm out
Seen push and shove to run its course which ran home
The run to darken halls the blue tube ran on its course
Sent its leaders to follow the run to darken halls history
The blue tube ran its course back and back to the world
The nations yards were squealing with pets scratching 
The screens looking for a bone which later to become
The whistle train all aboard station tree line changing
Coon cap and cross disagreements arms length ala mode
Empty as hunger for truth persists is the monkey fruit
I love you too but the greed to keep the Golden Fleece 
Secret is a unbroken a rule I think that challenges hand
Party and cross and shield of George once and always
The wayward princes and jelly bean jar are mean beans
Sense to belong comes to this age from another turning
The other borrowed from time but in the arms mentioned 
Just that time is running out the Magi to run back today
The polite rustle days long moment from hades the Devil
Oversaw.


 












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