“Four Zero Finish”
Eyes on the VISION,
Mind on the MISSION,
Time is PRECISION,
No sign of division.
There’s all kinds of collisions when you’re defining TRADITION… and dine-in with WISDOM.
Emerging to peak,
Allergic to weak,
I’m surging to LEAP.
This journey’s URGENT & deep,
Like the words that I speak,
They heard & they keep,
Because VICTORY & me are like birds & the bees.
It’s about the leaks we have fixed,
Defeat never fits.
We never root for a fluke or needed a glitch,
To COMPETE is an itch,
It’s the seat that WE risk.
Went through the dark & the sharks & got what we needed to get.
All are willing, BALL like villains, but have more HERO in US.
60 minutes with no limits… with that FOUR ZERO FINISH.
Written By: Todd Bates
December, 2015 Poem of the Month
(C) Todd Bates Enterprises LLC