The Ride
These words are just not enough
To define what it feels like
When you can’t keep your bike
From falling off course that terrain rough
Control as much as you can
Keep only the things that guide
In keeping up with your pride
Showing others you too are a man
Knowing the uncertainty of this enterprise
Things you have no idea prior
Stimulus, the sight of a new buyer
Over again till result is no surprise
You do exist whether or not moving
Gravel that rips off your skin
Stalling the genius and madness akin
Confused as ever what were you proving