An Athlete Dying
Young
You remember those times
When you thought you’d never die?
You climbed mountains
Ran miles
Won games.
The people cheered you on
Like a Champion. champion, champion…
You loved the game.
The game loved you.
You’d never wish those memories away
From those fields
But glory does not stay.
Today those echoes fade, fade, fade
Your calloused feet stay still in shade
The shade of the shadow
Of Time’s past days.
They won’t remember you.
You never had a chance.
Injuries are an athlete’s worst
enemy.
They strike without warning
And take no prisoners.
Unfortunately for you,
You’ll be forgotten.
You died too young.
by sammweber (?)
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