What do they mean to you? G

[Robin]

This poem comes from the heart, and to tell the truth, this has needed to come out for a while now. It's a little cryptic, but that's more than expected.I suppose this could also be a song.............speaking of song, listen to this as you read this poem.

What do they mean to you?

If nothing gold can stay
And nothing bronze can leave
Then what happens to silver?
Is it just left on its knees?

And what is something happened
That took the silver away
Would gold cease to exist?
Would Bronze just fade away?

Are they all connected?
Is silver like the glue?
Is it like a shining beacon
In a world of black and blue?

Gold is a little different
You can't say it is untrue
But is it a peacekeeper?
A line between another two?

Then bronze the final one
Eristic yet complaisant
Does it need silver and gold?
Is gold its abortifacient?

There are so many questions
And are the answers true?
Tell me, tell me please
What are they to you?

To me, Gold is Richard and Feliciano, always shining true
Silver is but love, and a will to protect and praise too
Bronze is a little boy, too lost inside his anger
To realize until now, he's been treating Silver and Gold just like a stranger