Stand up to the passion, to the poison, make an action into an attraction,
run into every manic distraction,
don't ever stop hunting satisfaction

Keen to the clam that hides a grain of sand,
time never stops when you want it to stand,
flow with a rhythm, singing to a band,
grandstand cheering, it is driving this land


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.