There Are Those

(Stanza 1–5)

Courtesy of Pixabay

1………………………………………………

There are those the pow’r of speech lack,

Seen less to command on podium.

The time their wits should stand a mark,

With pen are kings in the kingdom.

2………………………………………………

There are those hardly seen with sheets,

Some others would their wits scribble.

But they at every chance they meet,

Pow’r of speech for change they are able.

3………………………………………………

There are those whose wits house the way,

But the golden path can’t venture.

At sight of one whose heart’s the bay,

Hand they the map of great treasure.

4………………………………………………

There are those who wait for the light,

Seem as though no course have in mind.

At the pulse: the challenge, just right,

They fill the vacuum ‘fore with wind.

5………………………………………………

There are those oft pause for due chance,

A time their prowess to declare.

Watch as others shoots, with patience,

Spring in periods of fog to clear.

(to be continued…)