WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS
APRIL 25, 2021
No!
We are not the champions!
...we are the weak,
the poor,
the forgotten!
We are flotsam left over after the bludgeoning
heat of life has burnt the dross
from the iron!
We are the detritus, the dregs!
...waste and discards!
We are the chaff beaten from the sheaves,
cleaned from the wheat..
..the good part...But!
what would the world be without us?
Would Christianity have spawned christ?
To tend to the poor, the forgotten and forlorn?
How would the iron survive if the dross,
the impurities...
were not there to protect against the chaos of violence?
Where would the gold be without the humble rock to keep it warm?
Where would the rich man be without the poor man to exploit?
What about the Ghandis of the world?
For whom would they have fought for if the broken,
the destitute,
the lost..did not need a champion to lead them?
Champions and heroes exist..
because the chaff, the broken..
the leftovers..
define them!
Without the weak,
or the downtrodden,
without us..
There would be no Heroes..
No Champions..
and yes..
We do need another Hero!
peace
About the Creator
Victor Mendez
Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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