Backdraft: Racing Fun/In Here, In Now/ Shifter's Oath
*Little experiments with different poem types*
To race
through jam-packed roads
laughing at the thunder,
deaf to trouble and distant pain
is fun.
A'almvi live in Here, in Now
adhering to our humble vow.
Not one regrets our choice, our past
for such lost times are too downcast!
We sing, we holler, we dance in streets
to buoyant city-wide beats
Comedians, hooligans, Samaritans all, who live
in Here, in Now.
Led into cell, blame not bad luck
A'almvi see chance to prove our pluck
to brighten lives as dull as pitch
as we fall into our merry niche
Ire melts at joke, at pun
at comedic notes and fun
We laugh with those who brought us there
until they cannot stand our snare
At dawn they beg for us to flee
and so once more begin our spree
Out in the air we dance, we spring
among our brothers, sisters, all amassed, we cling
In Here, in Now.
"I solemnly swear that my mischief is managed."