Tag Archives: age

Sting

8 Nov

Sting

A man called me to ask for help the other day at work
He asked, “You like this crappy weather?” surely with a smirk
“Yes,” I said with no emotion, “I enjoy rough things
With struggle and with discomfort and with whatever stings
And pains and tears and hurts us, we are brought more strength and grace”
He asked if I was kidding but he could not sense a trace
Of sarcasm or humor in my voice so then he said:
“How old are you?” and I replied “36 years I’ve tread”
He laughed and dismissed, “Oh that’s why, you’re still just a young pup”
And so to show him age means nothing, I then caught him up
“I’ve been hurt bad and am in pain, I’ve lost job and my house
And worst of all, I had to watch my loving, graceful spouse
Endure the worst pain there could be when we found out our child
Would never take its first breath, yes, I’m young but I’ve complied
More pain and struggle, misery and loss in my short years
Than many grey-haired people have in their longer careers”
He sadly said “I’m sorry” but I replied “I am not
It’s all these things that I’ve endured that strengthened, sharpened, taught
Imbued with patience, wisdom, grace and showed me the true way
That is why it is no lie whenever I do say
That I enjoy the challenge, struggle, discomfort and rigor
It’s all these things that awaken, that inspire, that trigger
The Warrior that was dormant to pound chest and to roar
To rise to the occasion and to take a little more”
All that he could say was that he liked my attitude
I asked him what he thought of all the snow that chilled his mood
He changed his mind and said that it was not so bad in fact
“No,” I said, “There are worse things that cause greater impact”
Before he left, I asked him just how old he was as well
“54” he said, then I inquired, “How much hell?”
“Not as much as you,” he said, so I replied, “Well then
If you are lucky, struggle will appear and bring you Zen
And only then will you see that the years don’t mean a thing
Rather, it’s what you survive, the hurt, the pain, the sting”

                                                   ~Miro

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Birthday Warrior

5 Nov

Birthday Warrior

A birthday’s just another day that makes me stand apart
From other normals who fear that they’ll become an old fart
I do not hide my age when asked, I don’t say, “Nevermind!”
I’m proud of every year I’ve lived, even the ones unkind
I’m proud of every silver strand that grows into my mane
I’m proud of vascularity, each big, protruding vein
I’m proud of every grey whisker that grows into my beard
Every wrinkle, ache and pain and other thing that’s feared
By those who wish time would stand still, A WARRIOR am I
The passing of the hour glass does not make this man cry
For time is precious, every year that’s passed has been a gift
And I appreciate it more now that it goes by swift
Load the cake with candles, the inferno won’t scare me
To dread a birthday makes one an ingrate to high degree
Joke about, “You’re getting old!” I’ll joke back, “I’ve endured!
And will continue to do so, my passion can’t be cured!”
They’ll warn, “Oh wait ‘till you slow down, oh wait ‘till you’re like me!”
“NEVER!” I’ll quickly reply, “A WARRIOR is me!”
Never bowing to defeat, never giving an inch
With every candle on the cake I will not cringe or flinch
“Bring it on!” the Warrior says, all things which pose a threat
“Bring it on because you have not seen anything yet!”

                                           ~Miro

Warrior Whip

3 Nov

“With hope it’s possible.” ~Fitz “The Whip” Vanderpool

Warrior Whip

They told him that he couldn’t do it, “Sorry you’re too old”
Little did they realize this Warrior was bold
The naysayers and doubters scoffed and said it was too late
But he silenced them all and showed no one controls your fate

Nobody can tell you what you aren’t capable of
Nobody can convince you that you can’t rise above
Unless you let them take away your focus and your hope
The Champ trudged on and proved he is still Royalty of Rope

He fought a man that’s fifteen years younger and took it all
Through flurries, jabs and uppercuts the Whip not once did fall
With heart, intensity and focus and experience
The Whip proved every single one of his doubters were dense

He proved to anyone who’s gotten used to wanting less
He proved to everyone who’d rather not deal with the stress
He proved to each and every person who thinks that you can’t
That anything is possible if your feet you just plant

Take a stand and disagree with what they have to say
Refuse to be silenced, swept under rug and go away
This Warrior’s an inspiration that if you believe
In yourself and abilities, your goals you will achieve

Happy Birthday, Champ!

Much love & respect

http://www.vanderpoolfitness.ca

Birthday Warrior

5 Nov

Happy Birthday to me! Nothing but gratitude for growing one year older and bolder.

Birthday Warrior

A birthday’s just another day
That makes me stand apart
From other normals who fear that
They’ll become an old fart

I do not hide my age when asked
I don’t say, “Nevermind!”
I’m proud of every year I’ve lived
Even the ones unkind

I’m proud of every silver strand
That grows into my mane
I’m proud of vascularity
Each big, protruding vein

I’m proud of every grey whisker
That grows into my beard
Every wrinkle, ache and pain
And other thing that’s feared

By those who wish time would stand still
A WARRIOR am I
The passing of the hour glass
Does not make this man cry

For time is precious, every year
That’s passed has been a gift
And I appreciate it more
Now that it goes by swift

Load the cake with candles
The inferno won’t scare me
To dread a birthday makes one an
Ingrate to high degree

Joke about, “You’re getting old!”
I’ll joke back, “I’ve endured!
And will continue to do so
My passion can’t be cured!”

They’ll warn, “Oh wait ‘till you slow down
Oh wait ‘till you’re like me!”
“NEVER!” I’ll quickly reply
“A WARRIOR is me!”

Never bowing to defeat
Never giving an inch
With every candle on the cake
I will not cringe or flinch

“Bring it on!” the warrior says
All things which pose a threat
“Bring it on because you have
Not seen anything yet!”

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The Mileage

2 Jul

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Sting

13 Apr

sting

Based on a true story…

Sting

A man called me to ask for help
The other day at work
He asked, “You like this crappy weather?”
Surely with a smirk

“Yes,” I said with no emotion
“I enjoy rough things
With struggle and with discomfort
And with whatever stings

And pains and tears and hurts us, we
Are brought more strength and grace”
He asked if I was kidding but
He could not sense a trace

Of sarcasm or humor in
My voice so then he said,
“How old are you?” and I replied
“36 years I’ve tread”

He laughed and dismissed,
“Oh that’s why, you’re still just a young pup”
And so to show him age means nothing
I then caught him up

“I’ve been hurt bad and am in pain
I’ve lost job and my house
And worst of all, I had to watch
My loving, graceful spouse

Endure the worst pain there could be
When we found out our child
Would never take its first breath,
Yes, I’m young but I’ve complied

More pain and struggle, misery
And loss in my short years
Than many grey-haired people have
In their longer careers”

He sadly said “I’m sorry” but
I replied “I am not
It’s all these things that I’ve endured
That strengthened, sharpened, taught

Imbued with patience, wisdom, grace
And showed me the true way
That is why it is no lie
Whenever I do say

That I enjoy the challenge, struggle
Discomfort and rigor
It’s all these things that awaken
That inspire, that trigger

The Warrior that was dormant
To pound chest and to roar
To rise to the occasion and
To take a little more”

All that he could say was that
He liked my attitude
I asked him what he thought of all
The snow that chilled his mood

He changed his mind and said that it
Was not so bad in fact
“No,” I said, “There are worse things
That cause greater impact”

Before he left, I asked him just
How old he was as well
“54” he said, then I
Inquired, “How much hell?”

“Not as much as you,” he said
So I replied, “Well then
If you are lucky, struggle will
Appear and bring you Zen

And only then will you see that
The years don’t mean a thing
Rather, it’s what you survive
The hurt, the pain, the sting”

                               ~Miro

Champion Warrior

3 Mar

My good friend Fitz “The Whip” Vanderpool just won the Canadian Middleweight Title in his mid 40’s despite most people telling him he was too old. Once again, the Whip proves that “With Hope, It’s Possible!”

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Champion Warrior

They told him “It’s too late, old man”
“You’re much too old to fight”
But Fitz “The Whip” knew that to be
Judged by age isn’t right

Those who judged were short sighted
And didn’t see the training
The heart, desire, sacrifice
The passion still remaining

The board, the public, so many
Gave doubt and disbelief
They tried to steal his Hope and tried
To fill his heart with grief

But Champions are not affected
By another’s words
Champions are not sheep that
Walk along with the herds

Champions look within and
They listen to themselves
A Champion sees strength inside
And bravely, deeper delves

A Champion does not hear what
The pessimists do warn
A Champion blocks it all out
‘Cause Champions were born

To jab, to hook, to uppercut
To fight ‘till final round
To take all that life has to give
And pound and pound and pound

And rip respect from clutches of
Those who don’t try their best
To take it by force from all those
Who much prefer to rest

Congratulations, Champion
You have proven once more
That with Hope it is possible
Now no one can ignore

~Congrats Fitz “The Whip” Vanderpool, 45 years young
New National Boxing Authority Middleweight Champion
March 2nd, 2013