Death of a Boxer

Tom Dylan


Notice of absence from Tom Dylan
Sorry if there is a delay in responses. Sometimes life gets in the way. As John Lennon said, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.

Gone too soon,

taken by a knock-out blow

no-one saw coming.

Champion and hero in the ring,

and on the rainy Northern streets.

Today those pavements

he would run down, 

shadow-boxing, 

taking on the world

and winning,

for himself 

and for us all,

champion and man of the people,

those pavements are lined with mourners

dressed in black and the sky blue

of his beloved football team.

They applaud with tears in their eyes,

and chant his name 

one last time.

  • Author: Tom Dylan (Online Online)
  • Published: October 20th, 2025 01:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    I can't see any sense in it, even if it's in the name of 'sport' - two men, or two women, punching each other! Doh! Sounds nuttier than my adventures with Fido. lol. Yet sad when it comes to this, as in your fine poem.

    • Tom Dylan

      Thanks, Orchi. Appreciate your comments.



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