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The Ropes
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The Ropes |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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The Ropes Once upon an imprudent time, When innocence was his only crime; The fighter stood proud, center of ring, Daring anyone to take a swing. A time when rules seemed to make sense, And only breaking them held consequence... Before a crowd that cheered his name, And how he'd perfected his game. But time's a funny thing, my friend, And all good things come to an end... With too much good a crowd grows bored, While travesty's its own reward. And so the cheers were met with leer, As the punches grew more severe... While you looked on, eyes still ablaze, As thought's process began to haze. Now time has you upon the ropes, A foolish man, clinging to hopes -- Those truths you were taught to embrace, That turned to lies looking you in the face. The punch that caused you to drop hands -- That no one who'd love you understands; The realization it's futile to fight The emptiness deemed your birthright. For every blow struck, all those applause, Were all for someone else's cause... And you never knew what to stand for, Though you fought each day like a mad war. And if Destiny's the card that matters, Remember that, as the blood splatters -- As they carry you from the ring, While ovation's given a new, loved, king. Michael Anderson Death's but a path that must be trod, |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Dark.Dark.Dark. I expected nothing less, but this was a different presentation for you. Still, it all boiled down to Dark.Dark.Dark. Writing was excellent! ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"While ovation's given a new, loved, king." No freekin' way! Maybe not given so easy? I'm sure in most cases the payment to be the newly crowned king was steep. And then that cycle continues...  I do enjoy the way you express what is on your mind. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
As they carry you from the ring, While ovation's given a new, loved, king. The king is dead; long live the king! I could hear the ovation... and feel the drops of sweat and blood dripping from the one carried away... When a poem sucks me in that completely, I can only say... BRAVO!!!! |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Never did, still don't, and never will understand this "sport", and your words here bring the point home with "a sucker punch"... -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how: |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...this reminded me of a young man that was outside Safeway the other day soliciting donations so he could go and fight in Colorado...I gave him some and wished him good luck...people follow their gifts...James |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Very well written. Funny how we can start with an idea of how things will be and then get swept up in a frenzy of conflicting thoughts and emotions. They take us down a road much futher than we had ever intended to travel (or may have wanted to travel). Funny how that is. Alison |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Prostitution of the body for temporary (in most cases) money and glory is something I've never understood. Wrote this well my friend...as ususal. j. |
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