Chains and Wheels

Sprint back in time
and read the textured mist
Take heed of lores
and tick the flowing truth
Strength kills the strong
Hurry or tarry...
It won't change, my son
Ply time

Stroll down the age
Soak up the tales
and let fools be fools
Moons mark the mines
as words cage the wise
Hurry or tarry...
It won't change, my doll
Stay time

Stay, stay and regard
There! Be our guard
A story starts, a moral ends
The tale of tails wagging
and slides of some flailing...
between their legs:
Go in arrant strength
come in errant shame
Mind time

Chains for wheels, all move
Wheels in chains, all moored
What be food be hood
What be drink be brink
The wise be fool again
the tough be steel no more
Measure! Be thee my guide
Pray time

As for strength, I seek
As for soul, I need
Yes. Grant both
In wisdom, in words
In wishes and wants
Ha! Set me free...
by the power of sage
and the beauty of tales
Yes. Be home for me
Hear time

I'm so tempted to comment on this piece! No, I will not. I will not spoil the fret & fun of the reader. No. No, I won't.

Let's sweat it out, and share the spoils of war!