Fallen Hero

by Pixxie Rebel   Sep 30, 2007


The hero wins,
The crowd cheers his success.
They wait for him at the finish line,
Applauding his every move.

The hero comes in second,
The crowd gives a smaller cheer.
They cheer him along the sidelines,
Not waiting for him at the end.

The hero makes third place,
The crowd no longer cheers.
They watch him from the stands,
No one notices when he finishes.

The hero comes in last,
There's no one left to cheer.
The crowd has long forgotten,
Moved on to someone new.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Bekka Smekka

    Great poem!! love that you show one of the biggest weakness that the public has. they are always bored in the end they want something better!! they are never satisfied and show it in a cruel way as you have showed in your poem!! great job!!

  • 16 years ago

    by Mike Martin

    This is really really good. How true, for we as humans, are cold and heartless....thanks alot for writing this great poem...5/5....xoxoxo

  • 16 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    This poem is so true and brilliant
    great job!
    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by adelinaxx

    There just something
    about this that i loved
    nice work :D

  • 16 years ago

    by La Vita

    THANKS A LOT FOR COMPOSING SOMETHING SO BRILLIANT AND TRUE. great stuff

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