Greetings again, yep two days in a row haven’t posted like this since———-3 months ago.
Well enough of that here’s a very, very old poem I wrote back in 1996. Around that time I wrote poems; more basic about sports, figures in history and sometimes social commentary. This one in particular was over a sport that was #1 for me during my childhood until football took that over.
Anyway I hope you enjoy this piece; short and somewhat to the point.
The Unsound Hero
One day I look for seasons’ past
opening day of the struggles
the teams out front for heavens gates
while coaches stretch forth their legs
The stars were announce at first
glamor life of beer and mini-skirts
Could he be the savior once more?
The fans’ delight for another year.
home run, double, damn a single
his stats increase day by day
the post of the city issue his name
spreading his fame and hiding his pain
all-star break came around
the little ones grasp at his arm
his body was seen like a ghost
as he glide through without a peep
A fatal flaw is seen at last
the dispute over money and playing spots
our hero is just a mere man
full of greed and envy for the crowd
To relate to the public he gives generously
to needy clubs and have-nots’ shelters
lets account for his efforts at least
a penny for the needy at God’s feast.
Thanks again for taking the time to read…