Fire and Metal
There may be danger
involving fire and metal.
He’s looking down, now—
from the sky.
He laughed at me.
There was no way
I could ride away.
The only thing I could do
was sit and grab the handles.
Then, I saw a road—
on a trip I was taking.
Wind blew and found me
Unafraid.
I love this, Zac. ❤️
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