• Martin Wardley

Perfect Game

It’s a perfect game he talks

While seldom does he walk the walk

A cacophony of words

But deeds are whispers barely heard

All victories lie in future tense

No present nor no history

And as today presents itself

The actions fracture readily

So how much time will pass him by

Before his plans bear useful fruit?

The answer lies within his grasp

To cease the talk and execute

29th April 2021

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