Vital
By: Jurri Saddler Jr.
26 June 2014

A beer glass gleams in the shade with condensation
Each trickle emits a sparked sensation
Solo minds behave less rigid
Collective souls become less frigid

Two watch as bodies become beats
Two consider the attempt of a reach
One propels through the rhythmic thrashing
One prepares for the awaited crashing

Incessant lips cast out hushed lure
A baited ear clings for whisper
Within these seconds it is primal
Within these seconds it is all vital

Weighted hope lies in the exchange
This societal rite that borders on derange
Yet it is something they covet
Especially when they’re barred from it

So two boys continue to transpire
It is the risk that we all admire
A few might fall among the displeased
Quick to forget that freedom is a reprieve