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Survivor

17 Feb

Survivor

This is the legend of a man
Whose brothers numbered four
The five performed for thousands who
Did admire and adore

The eldest was the Yellow Rose
Of Texas, big bad Dave
This ornery tall cowboy was
Rambunctious, just and brave

Second was the Golden Warrior
Kevin, more soft spoken
The graceful barefoot hero whose
Focus and poise were token

Brother number three was Kerry
Muscle upon muscle
In the gym, the Modern Day
Warrior showed great hustle

Brothers number four and five
Were Michael and young Chris
They both possessed the same heart which
Nobody could dismiss

At first it seemed the tale would be
About a dynasty
The legend of five brothers and their
Endless winning spree

But life does not always work out
Exactly how it’s planned
This legend was not of success
But what one can withstand

The first to go was Yellow Rose
And thousands came to mourn
But no one took it harder than
The four who had been born

By the same mother, and three years
Later Michael followed
Leaving three remaining brothers
Feeling as if swallowed

By grief, despair and sadness and
In four years Chris fell too
The youngest of the boys had let
Too much heartache accrue

The pair of brother warriors
Remaining tried their best
To persevere, but Kerry had
Endured an extra test

He’d wiped out on his bike and lost
His right foot so his pain
Was physical as well and led
To drugs which strength did drain

And two years after Chris had died
The Texas Tornado
Had fought as long as he could and
Felt it was time to go

Shortly after that, their father
Joined his boys as well
Leaving one survivor to
On whole tragedy dwell

For years the crowd would wonder how
Much longer he would last
Rarely had one person had
So much sadness amassed

But years went by and legend changed
To one of strength and hoping
All by himself this survivor
Wrote a legend of coping

An influential lore of how
One must let go, move on
No matter what you lose, tomorrow
Always brings new dawn

A legend of the power of
Not focusing on loss
Finding peace and strength from friends
And the Man on the cross

Being grateful for the things
That still remain in life
His faithful fans, his children and
For thirty years, his wife

This legend of a survivor
Should serve to carry you
In times of tragedy and loss
It’s helped me carry through

And though the Golden Warrior
Is a brother no longer
He’s been blessed as a father of
Brothers making him stronger

Always keep in mind your legend
Isn’t ever finished
As long as you do not let grief
Make your spirit diminished

Survive the trials and the tests
Survive life’s very worst
Survive the feelings that you are
Unlucky or are cursed

Take control of destiny
And with warrior strength
Become a survivor who will
Endure at any length

                                      ~for Kevin

Ultimate Inspiration

21 Sep

Ultimate Inspiration

Every child growing up
Has heroes they admire
Some wear capes and fly and some
Turn green when times are dire

In the 80’s there were many
Heroes in the ring
Pro-wrestling housed so many
Characters who did bring

A sense of honor and justice
To little kids each week
Hulk Hogan and Macho Man
At war with Iron Sheik

But one hero stood out to me
And many thousands more
This tasseled, painted combatant
Came well prepared for war

He used intensity to capture
Everyone’s attention
His passion was quite evident
And fueled his fast ascension

Even though I couldn’t fully
Grasp at that young age
The concept of a “Warrior”
His vigor did engage

His way of doing everything
With every ounce of heart
With every fiber of his being
Set him far apart

From other workers who did not
See it more than a way
To make some dough ‘cause their passion
Was second to their pay

Then one day this Warrior
Dropped off the face of Earth
At least that’s what his boss said as
He spoke of this man’s worth

His peers chimed in as well and they
All talked about how bad
His attitude was and how he
Was just a passing fad

Overweight drug addicts talked
About how self destructive
This self-made Warrior was and
That he was not productive

How he couldn’t get along
And how he walked alone
That the only concerns that
He had were just his OWN

Men who smoked and drank and drugged
Their way through their whole lives
Neglecting their children at home
And cheating on their wives

Talking trash about a man
Strike that, a Warrior
Who put their discipline and heart
To shame and would prefer

To walk away from fame and fortune
If it meant he kept
His OWN integrity intact
And gladly did accept

Something he said years ago
When he first walked away
Twenty years ago does still
Resonate to this day

He said sometimes you have to turn
Your back on those you thought
Were friends and make sure that their words
Do not leave you distraught

That you should not care how they judge
Your actions or your worth
That your true greatness has been with you
Since your day of birth

“Time will tell” they say and now
Time has told us the tale
The Warrior’s still clean and strong
While naysayers are frail

Men who talked so poorly now
Are feeling the effects
Of living with no discipline
And now Karma collects

While “self-destructive” Warrior
Continues to inspire
With writings, artwork, videos
That light creative fire

Underneath a legion of
Warriors who now see
That it’s their OWN intensity
And passion that is key

To unlocking the greatness that
They all possess within
Sometimes one road’s end is the
Ideal place to begin

                                      Miro