Faces (1)

“So many faces, even ancient ones” Gun Roswell

Faces

Boy Face

A face from the past, made to last
In bronze it was carved, by an artist starved
A boys image, preserved through the lineage

Displayed as a portrait from ancient times
For the onlooker, a jolt of historic vibes
A charioteer, who never had any fear
Always delivering, far, beyond and even near

In his own time, perhaps an unknown figure
Now, in the present times, celebrated with vigor
Thus owning his place in continued history