WHEN YOU HEAR THE BELL
THERE'S NOWEHERE TO HIDE
for John D Robinson
You're the straightest shooter I know
able to craft the crispest, most succinct
lines I have ever read
You took a liking to me
and I am grateful for that
I don't know what you saw in me
but I like to think that maybe it was a little of yourself
You have seen a lot
and you have been through even more
and survived it all
You have helped so many others
without expecting anything in return
In a world full of ego and hubris
you are a kind and selfless soul
and these words are the least I can offer
not because you are my friend
but simply because they are all true
You may have heard the bell
but the fight is not over
the bell is about to sound for the second round
so get your chin down, get your gloves up
and keep throwing that jab.
A Note About the Poem
I received this message today from Martin Appleby, "I don't know if you have heard through the grapevine, but our friend John D Robinson is currently very unwell. He had a massive brain aneurysm and is receiving treatment in hospital. He is on the road to recovery, but it is a long road. I wrote this poem for him, which I have attached, and figured Bold Monkey would be a good place to put it out."
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