The Goal


THE GOAL

knowing the next turn
could be the one
he visibly relaxes

can’t trust
the satnavs
chirpy voice

he still waits
for the proof –
and yes it’s there

as if to prove
there’s such a thing
as answered prayer

             Malcolm Evison
              27 August ’09

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