At times we walk an insufferable road,
that is paved with sharpened rocks.
Time stands still for no one,
sounds of ancient and knew ticking clocks.
Some missed their marks,
others stood in their comfort
begging for a ride……
Either you bull doze to the top,
or you fearfully run and hide.
Have mercy on them on your way up,
while they are all dressed in red.
Steady your sight!
Do not be distracted!
Put use the horns on your head.
They will know to move……
to get out of your way….
Your focus is of a disciplined nature.
Those in disdain of your matted hide,
will look at you with displeasure.
But keep moving…..stirring up dust,
and let them quarrel,
let them make a fuss.
If any shall try to get in your way,
BUCK…..like bulls do….
if you must.