Tennis Poem by Josey Alfred

The ball is tossed, between players,
With bats in strong hands, they wild,
The tiny ball, hit with great might,
But the ball in plight, spin off " tears."

Alas! The state of elders ' now old"!
Too had to strive, to feed those hands,
That bang the ball, now across the net.
As if the ball is an apartheid thing.,

Some nations, keep firm laws,
Like compulsory military, service
For youths, to avail-state sponsored jobs,
So let there be in place, stern laws as below!

For job promotions, the approval-
Of old parents testimony in camera,
Be obtained, by the job providers,
To ensure, well being of, parents old.
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JOSEY ALFRED