PAST THE BARRICADE

I bet, when it's time to settle up

& I’m front & back up against the barricade,

I bet, I dare to gawk and glare

Past the barricade.

.

I’ll scarcely be scared

Or ever

The least bit biblically

Humbled by heaven.

.

I would

I could not certainly see

The foals and fawns there,

Pups, piglets,

& All our infants.

Eaglets soar there

.

Uncharacteristically,

I would not mind waiting.

still

g.r. melvin