Race Warrior

Race Warrior

It's the fire in his eyes, that enchanting flame.
As he awaits to nights journey everything else is just a game.

It's his hypnotizing skill that puts eyes in a trance.
His smooth driving captures attention from the first glance.

He drives purely from his heart, he's fast like lighting out of the
sky.
He sets in motion, emotions of envy, hate, and jealously created by a
lie.

He's a champion, he invites the glory and accepts the pain.
He shines like a diamond as he drives down victory lane.

To him the dreams he holds dear are just fantasies in his soul.
I can see how others view him but the words go untold.

It's his destiny, a gift sent from a mysterious place.
He's a winner not knowing he was born to race.

I call him "Race Warrior", for his reputation he earned of being the
man.
He is one of the few with the skill to drive from the heart of the
promise land.

His spark turns into a fire when the smell of alcohol calls his
name.
He is loved and hated, which makes him shine with fame.

Watching him race is a soaring high and awesome thrill.
His driving is mesmerizing, he is poison like a pill.

The fire lives in him, it burns hot with desire that all can see.
He can't see how great he is, but inside of this champion lies the
key.

Dedicated to my love Scotty Covington
~Your Wife, Ruthie