PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It is set, everything ready in its place,

if you want to back down is simply your decision,

this is not a game, so act quick don’t hesitate,

is not jump robe, stop jumping back and forth!!

Are you going in or not,

stop fooling around make up your mind!!

Stop holding everyone in this long line,

the circle so perfectly formed,

so beautiful indeed,

a man in white suit, blood on his back, scars on his hands, scars on his head,

he seems familiar, that person in there,

I look at my chain!!

I no longer see him nail to that wooden cross!

I see him now smiling

and offering a hand to the people that are burning inside the ring!

A hurricane burst its winds as the white suit man tries to reach our hands,

wind blows and blows dark bloody rain drops down from above!

Lost souls in the inferno of the night,

it becomes clear,

a person with no face, black suit, a whip in his hands dark green eyes,

laughing, laughing as he pulls people who where waiting in line,

a terrible force pulling you in!

A black whole u cry to get out!

But gravitation pulls so hard to compete,

a dark hand grapping your soul whipping you down,

till you let go and fall of the line,

the light so beautiful in site clearing its path,

but just as we see sunlight,

clouds begin to scream and shout they even spit in our face!

Blood splatters everywhere in the walls in our face as the circle twirls and twirls faster and faster,

all of a sudden flames begin to burst the circle in fire it is surrounded ,

the two man like in the circus announcements they begin to say,

“step right up, step right up,

step to ring, the ring of life,

always changing from rain to sunlight,

always unsure what would happen in the ring of life”,

should I go in or not,

I only hear a whisper in my ear that said

“why are you afraid, life is only a risk,

put those so called pride gloves you say you always have and step inside to this ring of life”,

you look around no site of anything,

only in front the white suit and black are there laughing in front,

which one said it ,

so hard to tell only one way to find out,

it is my turn I am next!

Who ever whisper those words to my ear are right,

is a risk;

I will gear up and see my destiny in the ring of life!

I should take the risk of life!