Strike In



 Hiss-Hood flared and cocked its dance and avertisement terrifies what threatens its path,
  I watched a charmer unarmed relax the threatening comma with played it to containment and stayed.
  A run of talking lucky abruptly stops my comforts in love and ascertainment it bundts,
  Shortens observational prime mind soulutions the cause affected uses all bind,
  Calls for another inside definable 1st person perspective a detectective per say,
  Lists of qualifiying compliant applications are topped by one agenda in truth,
  Flow from first things hurry so early worm encouraging purposely returning adjourned,
  Learn to learning during a simultaneous curing of hurt feelings and worry discouraged
  Work is worthless furthered with no personal urgency furled & contingent to Deity,
  Easily repeating the curvature of earthly defeats for  ones completing,
  All time this moments from then now to opening outwards exploding anew,
  This a wealth of vision in healthy focused driven alive in wholesome given's for you.

About this poem

Even if the count becomes 3 strikes; union workers are angry and assembling as a united mass during work hours until the owner and bosses listen and comply; MMA fighters use different terms for the assortment of moves they master the technique for, I think to put my thinking and actions in play for a dream we can all be aligned in this dream.

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Written on March 20, 2022

Submitted by real_r on March 20, 2022

Modified by real_r on March 20, 2022

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Scheme ABCDCEFGHIJJ
Characters 1,025
Words 164
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 12

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