Болховитин Александр Павлович Backyard stop

So easy in life — just take and shoot
Who cares I circled for hours?
I ran for days without a rest
You try it once — feel the power


Why would I try? I am the boss
I run the whole show, no loss
Shut your mouth, don't poke your nose
Or I'll grind you down with my cross


So easy — just take and shoot
While runners pushed eight hundred K
How can the boss accept this truth?
Feel it on his skin, have his say?
He shapes the fates, he shapes the run
Who wins, who quits — it's all his fun
Sure, boss, organizer, man
Helping our sport — that was the plan
But how easy to pull the plug
For a photo — maybe a setup
He found a rule, a legal snag
Broke the harmony, made a stop
So boss is right? He's just a guy?



Days on feet, they ran and ran
For a photo — just click and ban
Was he hurt when he was young?
Chasing vengeance with his tongue?
Revenge for childhood pain?
Or envy, weakness in his brain?




But no! He is the boss!
He rules the masses, the loss
He promotes the multi-day race
Backyard Ultra — that's his place
Five days on feet and then eject?
That's will, that's power — respect!
What a boss, so strong, so grand!
Or maybe just a foolish hand
He took the strongest down — who knows?


You didn't let me run my course
Then what are referees for, of course?
The judge gave the green light to go!

But here's the boss — don't you know!

One flat in Peter — who will take?
There were two — now the boss must make

No, this is a song, not a mess
A debate — for what? I confess
They ran for days — then sudden stop
For a photo, a smile — my mind pops
And Peter's running status drops


And comments flood — the question stands
Why do we need such bossy hands?
He doesn't value run or prep
Nor athlete, nor the judge's step
Inside his head I'll take you down
Disqualify — I wear the crown!


The winner now just runs alone
A little further — but on his own
So many hurdles, so much fake!
RUNNER
Oh sport, you world! But for whose sake?
When from the two they leave just one
Sure, we could sue, we could have fun
But winner — for whom does he win?
One flat — not for two within
Only the victor takes the prize
But which of them will rise?
BOSS
Easier to stop — DQ, so fast
The second ran, he didn't last
He just took a photo from a fan
But here's a grenade in the plan
I will explain — I am the boss
One of the two has won the cross
Now keep your photo session, go!
Remember your mistake — oh no!