November 23, 2011

One Two Three

Wrist-locks and headlocks.
Four corners of pain. 
Men fighting for pride or for fun. 
Stretching limbs, 
climbing posts; All for cheers or boos. 

The stars of yesteryear 
Hanging their head in shame, 
as youngsters in crazy attires 
flip and flop around the ring. 
I miss those days, 

when it was real(to me). 
Heart and souls contained in the ropes.
Larger than life, 
some flew from above with a purpose and love. 
So watch these kids If you please, 
while I’m stuck in the classics, 
enjoying the, one, two, and three.