Togo
Calmly walk into the ring,
And looking for the eyes,
Face opponent squarely,
And seek to forever prise
A jewel of crystal clear,
From out between the eyes,
So you can see your brother,
As God would, in your size.
The shadow of a Man is stirring,
And follows him all day,
And though the mystery is odd,
The two are One at play.
See the child who echoes
This sentiment, and more,
The black and white of each,
Is formless, without a flaw.
The author is not affiliated with any political or religious organisation. Where the work makes reference to God, Lord, Christ or Saviour, for example, substitution for the reader’s preferred spiritual nomenclature is welcomed and encouraged.