Citius, Altius, Fortius,

JM – I have been struggling here this morning but will settle for this.

As bells ring out into the world
And fires are lit and flags unfurl
So God in heaven leans back and rolls the dice
To see who wins and who will lose,
As heroes spark the Olympic fuse;
Each man, each woman taking part,
Linked by sporting rings and crying
“Faster, higher, stronger” – it is their noble art.
They stride the track and golden turf
Not for money or kingly prize
But in selfless sacrifice,
Each discovering their own true worth.

(Soutie and Boadicea, I will try for a linky thing but please help me if I fail.)

(Done ;))

3 thoughts on “Citius, Altius, Fortius,”

  1. It’s very commendable effort, PapaG. I like your sentiments.

    I have a real problem with this competition, subject-wise, and I’m delighted to find that others have managed to conjure up in poetry how they regard the Olympics.

    I can’t and it’s annoying. šŸ˜¦

  2. Ladies thanks. Ara I have been inspired by the efforts of so many Olympians, not just the winners but for so many others taking part, and I had been one of those who were very indifferent towards the games being a bit of a Victor Meldrew. Yes I’m glad others have risen to JM’s challenge. I though Janus would mint the gold but I thought I’d give him a chase!

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