The Strong And The Weak Poem by Paul Reed

It was long ago in cold winter days
That I learend the solemn truth
That the fast out-ran the slow
On the muddy pitches of my youth;

It was long ago in lamp-lit streets
As the moon wrapped the night in it's gown
I learned that the strong overcame the weak
And brought them crashing down;

I can still see these things
Through the shroud of time's haze
Being trampled in the mud
Out-fought in those long-lost days