He was always the one who could
throw the ball a little further
run a little faster, jump a little higher
He was always the one who would
get the prettier girl
be the center of attention
He was always the one who wanted
to try something new
to put himself out there
No wonder he was the first to
experiment with drugs
to drive a car with no license
The only one to succeed in
throwing away his future
going from first to last
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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Reminds me of a one legged daredevil I once knew.
Thanks dusk, what happened to the other leg?
No boundaries - You've said it all, Fred.
Thanks Dave, and you did it much better. You said it all with only two words!
Come off the grass, Fred. Not the point, and you know it! You've produced a perfectly structured Moral Tale which kept me interested and entertained - mine was a sterile distillation, a summary..
Dare to live.. that's me.. no fear.. love this 🌹
Yes there are those out there that start off better than we are but push themselves into a dreadful future.
Andy
Doh! The Good Book says as much: 'The first will be last, and the last shall be first'.
I was first every year - still am - in The World's Worst singer Contest. lol.
Too High Too Fast Too Soon (Mike Scott)
Excellent write I think we all knew someone like that? partly why we are still here
Bravo
sad, those who find an easy path at the beginning of their lives, tend: to waver and stray, when time's - inevitably, get 'uglier'...
a searching read you've penned dear Poet,
thanks for sharing
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