40 ONE

TheBalladofMebo

In and out, I see her run with her forty-one shirt on,

It's the same shirt both sides,

blue or white it's a forty-one.

 

Four plus one is the actual age of her sister,

She's their plus one,

Attitude like her mother.

 

Four plus one is the date of the second month,

that their black queen came to earth.

Same horoscope, same character,

Look in the mirror, they are a reflection.

 

Four minus one is the month of the eighth that she took the crown,

She always had it and she knows,

But recently was solely standing at the position.

Four minus one ten times was the age she got her ticket off,

It's also when she got her life ticket in the first month.

 

One time out of four she wasn't sure she functioned properly,

They are four but allegedly plus three minus one,

but lets not stress on that.

 

So, four plus one times should  you see her sweating on the road, 

know she's fighting with her conscience every one hour after four if the run is essential,

She's undecided if she want to strive or lay.

But she pledged to commit,

And forty one is the number of times she doubts every soul, even her own.

 

Forty one is not just a number, but her life gear,

wish you could understand for once,

Numbers structure existence.

 

  • Author: MeboMebo (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2020 06:19
  • Category: Special occasion
  • Views: 21
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Comments1

  • Bragee

    Very thoughtful write.
    Hopefully enjoyed by whomever inspired it!
    Numbers are never given their due credit



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