The Trophy

To get it, the hot-blooded campus youth
booed and cheered, screamed and shrieked,
fought and cheated.


It fanned the hysteria of intramural sports
where the losers wailed, the vicotrs
jubilated.


Now rusty, it leans on a heap of rubbish,
the Overall Champion Trophy 
once golden,


lost in the rubble of the demolished gym,
a relic of youthful seasons
now forgotten!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 30, 2010 at 8:00 AM
very nice..it makes me think of all the old "junk" that I have around..that wont mean anything to anyone when Im gone. BG
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