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The Irish band was playing on a Vermont Green
People brought their outdoor chairs, it was a charming scene
I got carried away, tried to sing along
But from the looks on the faces, I'd done them all wrong
The band hit a dissonant note, people gave me a frown
I had outworn my welcome in this quaint New England town
I just wanted to be musical, and share my inner beat
But I saw it was wiser to beat a fast retreat
(Chorus)
Oh, I just wanted to share my song,
But every note I sang came out wrong.
I had a need to express my soul,
But negative feedback takes its toll
Tried serenading a seagull by the ocean beach,
He dropped his shell and let out a wild screech.
Even the whales dove deep to flee my tune,
Neighborhood dogs started howling at the moon
I sang in front of my mirror, like a wounded cow
The landlord came by, said you're evicted starting now
I took my bags, went to Montana to sing
I had to express my muse, to do my own thing.
I let the notes float in the big sky air,
All of a sudden I was charged by a grizzly bear
It was enough to make me want to weep
Then from the other side, charged a bighorn sheep
I climbed a tree, and the two animals left me alone
It was nature in the raw, I filmed it with my phone
Put it on YouTube, got ten million views
And for the musical score, I sang the blues.
(chorus)
So whatever your passion, go share your song,
Even my misadventures didn't go wrong.
As a YouTube influencer, my star has shone,
By persisting among skeptics, I've found where I belong.
Now I join a choir of frogs down by the creek,
And with my first croak, they also want to speak.
I made another nature movie, set to southern soul
Got the Nature Film medal, Now I'm on a roll.
Won the Sundance most authentic soundtrack in a poll.
(instrumental)
Richard is a wheelchair sprinter,
Also a middle distance competitor,
Who sometimes races along side,
David Weir, so he’s had it hard.
He was born on the 11th November,
In the disco year of 1981, England,
With spina bifida, and trains strong,
At the Harlow Athletic Club busy.
At the BT Paralympic World Cup,
In London in 2012 he won the gold,
And then that same year, Emirates,
Sharjah in the Persian Gulf, T54
Richard, at the close International
Open Athletics Meeting, a bronze.
He’s No. 1 in the UK in his class,
In the 100m, and also in the 200m.
In Grossetto in Italy, in year 2016,
Which held the IPC Europeans,
He collected 3 silvers and 1 gold,
In the 100, 400, 800m, and 200m.
But sadly at Rio he did miss out,
On a medal position, came forth,
When he won a time of 47.17 secs,
Because of wheelchair problems.
He only came short by 0.10 secs,
Came behind China’s Yan Liu,
Tunisia’s Yassine Gharbi quick,
And Holland’s Kenny Weeghel.
He made up much, lots of ground,
On the final bend, he pushed hard,
To finish with his head held high,
And absolutely nothing to regret.
True story, my uncle was a famous safe cracker
Before becoming a soldier in World War I
Known to police in New York City for robbery
The army wanted his skills against the Huns
Employed him to defuse bombs the Germans threw
In the trenches around the front lines
And also to defuse all the mines around them
Till the end of the war was showing signs
Dying in the war he received a medal of honour
Posthumously for his heroic bravery
And his great contribution to the war effort
Made amends for his past so unsavoury
When I came along I was named after him
Quite a hero I always looked up to
Before the war, a criminal known to police
After death got the recognition he was due
Tom’s the longest-serving member,
Of the British para-rowing squad,
Because whilst at a party, thunder,
He fell, slipped with all his quad.
He played rugby for Warwick Uni,
Because he lived for, loved sport,
But Coventry’s hospital said he,
Was paralysed, their true report.
As part of his long rehabilitation,
He took up rowing which he raved,
And so grossed the competition,
In Beijing 2008 which he engraved.
He went from the 2007 Worlds -
The World Rowing Championships,
Where he won gold, short words,
To opportune a gold in 2008 hips.
In 2009, Portugal at the WRC’s,
He took another gold medal fair,
And again in 2010 he won the seas,
And yet again in 2011, he did heir.
So in 2014 at the World Champs,
He won a silver in Amsterdam,
And in 2015 in France with amps,
He took another silver gram.
Tom was born 24th May in 1984,
As an eighties discotheque child;
He lives in Caversham, his door,
Into the world of contests dialled.
A very famous champion,
an inspiring enthusiastic man was he
Who has now departed , yet is quoted,
for many pearls of wisdom
Vociferous king ,
of the boxing ring
A sports star
And such a sport too.
A motivating peace star who shot up to deserved stardom
The earth be proud of such mortal "clay"
Who swayed and reigned hearts,
as well as the pugilist's kingdom
Notes: about the boxing Great:
These below are the selected facts about Muhammad Ali that I personally found very interesting:
First of all that he had the same birthday as my beloved bro Alihur i.e 17th Jan,
The info below is copied from Wikipedia:
Muhammed Ali Clay
Other names
The Greatest
The People's champion
The Louisville lip
Children9, including Laila Ali2]
Awards
5 time Ring magazine fighter of the year3-time lineal heavyweight championSports Illustrated 'Sportsman of the Century'BBC 'Sports Personality of the Century'CSHL Double Helix Medal Honoree (2006)Presidential Citizens MedalPresidential Medal of Freedom[4]International Boxing Hall of Fame[5]Hollywood Walk of Fame[6]
Cassius Clay was born and raised inLouisville, Kentucky, and began training as anamateur boxer when he was 12 years old. At 18, he won a gold medal in the light heavyweight division at the 1960 Summer Olympics in Rome, and converted to Islam shortly afterwards. At 22, he won the WBAand WBC heavyweight titles from Sonny Liston in 1964. Clay then changed his legal name from Cassius Clay, which he called his "slave name", to Muhammad Ali, and gave a message of racial pride for African Americans and resistance to white domination during the 1960s Civil Rights Movement.[12][13]
He was known to for freestyled with rhyme schemes and spoken word poetry, boxing and as political poetry for his activism,
Seeking social status by appointing yourself judge
of other peoples situations yet not knowing much
asserting authority from which you don’t budge
to appear important though you’re out of touch
You want them to view you as talented and clever
trying to win approval by showing you are better,
highlighting what you do to those mentally lesser,
your ideas are correct you’re the leader forever
Desperate for the influence found in those adored
the one saving grace who is worthy of award
the one they look up to so they feel assured
all you’ll ever be is socially ignored
People don’t need someone who hasn’t got a clue
sticking their nose in to decide what to do
disrespectful of boundaries forcing your view
even though the outcome will not impact you
Thinking you’ll be liked because you’re the best,
high up looking down on all of the rest,
your know-it-all attitude causes a stress,
they’ll only like you if you get involved less
Wanting to win people over like this,
shows us your social skills are a miss,
friends who lead others are not the wish,
you’re behaving like a person to ditch
Trying to show off and be in control
what isn’t your problem or yours to resolve
you shouldn’t do that when you’re not involved
friends do not meddle bronze silver or gold
Claire won 5 medals at the Barcelona Paras,
In 1992, where she took the 50m freestyle gold,
To set a World Record, and in the 100m pass,
Still freestyle, she secured a warm silver fold,
A silver for the 100m backstroke and 4x100 relay,
Which made her extremely proud, chuffed no end,
So she only took up para-triathlon 2008, recently,
And in 2008, the Worlds, she won the gold blend.
In 2013 at the ETU Para-triathlon Europeans,
In Antalya in Turkey, Claire won the solid silver,
And in 2014, the ITU Worlds with London johns,
Claire came home 3rd, a bronze to weather.
2015 and the ITU Worlds again, in Edmonton,
Canada, and Clare truly proved again to be,
Successful at the triathlon with consolidation,
Of another bronze medal, podium victory to see.
That same year in Buffalo City at the Worlds,
She won the title, and at the GBR Nationals,
She came 2nd, also at the ITU London Worlds,
Then 3rd at the ETU Geneva European stiles.
1st in Detroit at the ITU Worlds, and then 2nd,
In Penrith in 2016 at more ITU Worlds again;
She finished 4th in Lisbon, Portugal - her bend,
Towards swimming, biking and running did pen.
She was born without a left forearm, prosthetic,
And was a Chartered Accountant. She reads,
Watches box sets, loving West Wing frenetic,
And hates mice. She has English Lit MA seeds.
We all fit where God has chosen and yet we believe it’s us who have coveted
That we do the desiring, selling tickets to your mother and then selling a dance and then you
You swam upstream with strength and the olive branch, twisted into a circle to form the crown
The rest died and your jubilance was pure and watching I held you screaming and I looked into my eyes which you had taken
The change came quick from infant to boy and we moved forward with the wind at our backs
Sitting at the top of the stairs you asked me each night,” Daddy, will you rub my back?” And I claimed it as my medal
You grew into these new clothes and life which manipulates all who are different and I fought them as they tried to make you fit
We traveled the World and the spinning. It never stops as your mind. You had friends and I got on and slowed
We looked eye to eye and you taught me who you were. You looked at me and our love came as the Sun each day
I knew you were getting ready to fly
And those strong wings spreading and waiting for the gust
I saw your first flight and it didn’t go as intended but you were in love. The ankle wasn’t. I saw your eyes
You had seen her and she had told you about yourself with her eyes.
I knew you were going back and the words
I look for you still on the horizon but it’s been long. My eyes have weakened, my heart has aches. I pray for you and to see
I hope you remember the lessons. They came from my father and he has grown cold and yet I still talk with him everyday
I’m just around the bend in your memory if needed. Just pray and you will see me and the fire burning
I’m hoping you make it home and as that last ember slowly dies. I’m always scanning the skyline and the light is on
(Dedication: Congratulations to
Joseph Schooling, Singapore's first
Gold Medallist, Rio Olympics 2016)
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Joy in meek voice as triumph speaks loud,
Opt a fine win in swift sure speed;
Set winning poise humble not proud,
Etch hard work seen with gold disc deed;
Prime purpose moves with passion pure,
Heart and mind show how focus gains.
Sense effort groove with gut feel sure,
Calm and clear flow in action plain;
Heed the deep feel as time reveals,
Oblige the truth as success sums;
Olympic will as goal meets thrill,
Live ample proof in great outcome;
In this grand glow of winning page,
Niche medal show of gold onstage,
Glimpse profound flow that comes of age.
Leon Enriquez
13 August 2016
Singapore
Jo was born in Yorkshire, England,
In 1979, but moved up to Glasgow,
And in 2011 saw a spinal tumor take,
So embraced fully the Spinal Games.
Thrown into wheelchair rugby brutal,
She became the Crushers vice-captain,
And began in 2014 a career as a F51,
Throwing the discus and club objects.
She did well and set a ER of 17.68m,
Then in Perth got PBs of 9.79 & 19.50,
Where she took home the gold medal,
In both of these rugged muscle events.
In 2015 busy Dubai beckoned, Fazaa,
She did the F32, the F33, and the F51.
She won the discus with a 8.87m throw,
To set a new ER, striving further on.
And she also won the club, totally cool,
With 19.69m to take her home the gold.
Olympic Park in London made 21.5m,
Where she saw her competitor’s backs.
Indeed, at the Worlds in Doha, Qatar,
Jo went on to throw 21.4m, a CR made,
Which relegated her rival into second,
So she’ll be at Rio for both the events.