Roller Blades

My downhill roll has begun

I am slowly drifting away from the sun

There is no one around to ring the bell

To signify this old fighter needs a spell

My corner is about to throw the towel in

As my leftover blood turns the colour of sin

I hope my life has not been in vain

After traversing those decades of pain

As now I am able to bath in the soothing rain

Cleansing myself before I float on Noah’s Ark again

Ivor Steven (c) March 2021