Open Mic

by Brown-eyed Girl

Dripping like sweat from his brow
Head bowed.
Spitting at the ground
Wages war against the microphone
The speakers tell the tale
The base keeps the count
Waves from his body to the crowd
They look to him as their savior
A cross of words
He fights the battle 
That we won’t tackle

Open Mic by Brown-eyed Girl

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