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Poesy plus Polemics

ego strides right on in

all Dan Post ostrich skin

tree-trunk legs and cleft chin

packing serious heat

hands rough as concrete

it yanks fate to its feet

now fate is no mark

it’s developed the dark

deadly skills of a shark

so fate doesn’t flinch

doesn’t back off an inch

and they clash in grim clinch

rain down mighty hard blows

toe-to-toe, nose-to-nose

fury builds as blood flows

after vicious long hours

fatigue overpowers

these broken-down towers

nodding cagey assent

they retreat this event

bearing deep discontent

I’m the one left to tend

them and see to their mend

though neither’s my friend

still I’ll wait for the rise

of new fight in their eyes

to learn who claims me prize

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