Call no man truly happy
until after breath has fled.
for a  legacy may be tainted
by things left undone, unsaid.
The accomplishments he treasured,
that left us all in awe.
These may be overshadowed
by what his minions did or saw.
Had he left this life a  year before.
It might well be said:
“He was great on and off the field.
Our beloved coach is dead.”
Now knowing that he failed to speak
when children were at risk
casts dark shadows on his rites;
How did it come to this?
Its like the Attic poet said
Millennia ago:
“Call no man happy until he’s dead.”
Until then you never know.