It’s vital to my self-esteem that
Doctors prove us wimpy wusses
Really felt pain much more severely
Than battle-scarred warriors
That our muscle tissues could not
Be expected to bear as much weight
Or move as quickly there were good
Reasons we got carsick easily or
Ran out of breath in twenty-five yards
The world of sports will be totally
Revised on these findings that some
Couldn’t plunk a basket even with
Years of practice then the race will
Not be to the swift but to the guy
Who avoided muscle-strain by
Staying at the back and wisely
Returned to the bench before heaving
His guts up we will be given the
Match based on how we lasted
As long as we did not on who
Brought us down for how long
High school college newspapers
Will be covered with flash photos
Of us coming in last cheerleaders
Will swoon at our feet mop our
Faces with towels before we can
Break into a sweat crowds will
Spring to their feet when our
Javelins land on the flat our
Discus rolls out of control
The shot put doesn’t land in
The stands or vaulter gets off
The ground but splinters the
Pole with his weight how much
More enthralling will be these
Competitions now open to
Everyone irrespective of
Sex age degree of disability
General health whether they’re
Bleeding or unconscious
Hobbled by sores on their feet
Ugliness excessive flatulence
Had to get that in there even
Unwillingness to give it an
Old college try for the gipper
Completely wide-open democracy
On the field no more begging the
Coach to play me just pile on
Whether or not you’ve ever
Done it before high dives for
Toddlers why not let them
Learn early blind archers
Pregnant wrestlers come on
No one held back trophies
Galore one for accomplishments
One just for trying one
If you came too late to take part
Gone forever the sting of loss
The agony of defeat
c. J.S.Manista, 2015
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