#champion
I miss my little brother. Especially at harvest. He was a hard worker – strong back and long reach. The kind of brother you want around.
‘Course, there was much more to him than strength and size. His art demonstrates that. He used to love experimenting with oils in his down time and had a knack for vivid battle scenes.
They say you paint what you know and not a year went by when he wasn’t called up for service. They would come to the farm to say the king needed him, and there was no refusing that call.
What he saw on the front line haunted him. So much was expected of him of course, but I think we overestimated his ability to cope with the ordeal of combat. Folk mistook his stature for a propensity for violence that needed release. We knew different. He was happier in the fields.
I heard dad talking with him while he painted. It was clear my brother knew the value of a champion. The lives saved. The men who got to go back to their farms and families. The gods had gifted him, dad said. But when I see his canvases, that’s where I see the gift. Lasting reminders of the trauma that lesser men can wrought. Reminders of the suffering one man can save us from.
I miss Goliath.
Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 12:39 PM UTC
I think I'm startin' to get that feelin' again
That sinkin' sensation followed by intense anticipation of the end I feel I'm facin'
The hell my life is based in
Then I meet up with my fear of drownin'
Thoughts not safe havin' come crashin' in
Will I ever learn or is this far beyond teachin' a lesson
Up against my dark passenger, the undisputed, heavyweight champion
And the challenger, in the blue corner noticably panickin'
Just some guy with a crazy look in his eye but no business challengin' his demon
My Hyde side stays undefeated while I've never recorded a win
Bringin' my mental discipline into question
Knowin' my armor's thin
Knowin' I've already taken one to many to the chin
It's constant whisperin' drowns out everythin'
Top tier manipulation allowin' the interjection of it's own spin
On this tailspin my doomed zeppelin always finds itself in
I feel like I should mention, it's not one, it's Legion
Not a friend, it laid claim and became kingpin
I could only watch like I was fifth in a five deep bullpen
No consent given, not even a conversation
Rushed past me like I was a doorman at a Motor Inn
And I stood there silent, broken, incapable of motion
Often thoughts and feelings are left unspoken
Paralyzed with fear, just standin' here like a dollar store mannikin
Behind a display of 151 and Heineken
Made it easy for it to find it's way up under my skin
I hardly even knew what was happenin'
Now I don't know where it ends and I begin
Not sure there's any separation
©2023
Dec 28, 2023
Dec 28, 2023 at 6:31 PM UTC
As the rain drops fell on my face,
I felt my inhibitions slipping away.
The world was finding new paths to trace,
While I was regretting and cursing the day.
The drops soon turned to a rivulet,
My mind was trapped in a mesh,
The rivulet flowed seamlessly without any regret,
I was losing this game of chess.
As I looked around I found I was standing on a pool,
I deftly played my master stroke,
I had finally proved that I was no longer an infatuated fool.
The final clash and all the shackles effortlessly broke..
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
I came in guise
And none were nice.
They are all ******
'Cause I deserve a companion.
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 1:37 PM UTC
To make something change must fight
You aren't born a champion
But made
Just have to push towards the light
To the day weakness delayed
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
When you decide to fight
To battle back against the night and it's dying ways
Having seen the light which comes anew
To trump the lights of ever eave
When you've decided no longer to RUN but to BE
You will become as one
With every memory and hopeful dream
Which your childlike self ever dared to dream
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 3:58 PM UTC
It takes one team
To make the dream
That is hungry to perform
And can make a grand slam
A journey full of storm
Will be always above the norm
A frightful way to coform
All members in a warrior form
A gold medal to aim
For a champion team
Mar 24, 2019
Mar 24, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
Written 8 books,
own a mountain top it’s a private park in LA,
that’s just one of a bunch of properties,
& am the founder of a multi-million dollar company,
plus I practice Jiu-Jitsu,
roll with Ryron Gracie know The Gracie Family personally,
so you might be able to fool some fools,
but you can’t fool with or front on me,
because I don’t have the time to lose,
I’m busy making history…
∆ LaLux ∆
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
Unom ka itom nga tuldok,
Nipilit sa lain laing parte sa akong lawas.
Dala ni ini atung mga kalipay,
Og mga kaguol para ingnung patas.
Ikaw ang itom nga tuldok,
Nga nagunitan sa akong kamot.
Usahay mubuhi kay nabatyag
Nimo akong dala nga kaalimoot.
Ikaw ang itom nga tuldok,
Nga uban permi sa akong kumagko.
Nagpamatood nga bisan asa ko maabot,
Ikaw ra gyud ako kuyug.
Ikaw ang itom nga tuldok,
Nga anaa dapit sa akong ilong.
Agi anan sa akong mga luha,
Ug magkaboang atung relasyon.
Ikaw ang itom nga tuldok,
Nga nagdumili mu biya.
Apan plinastik manang imoha,
Di ka kahibaw ug kanus-a ka mupahawa.
Ikaw ang itom nga tuldok,
Naglaroy laroy sa akong utok.
Manaog ka usahay sa liog,
Para ako matuok.
Ikaw ra gyud unta ang itom nga tuldok,
Nga grabeg pilit sa akong dughan.
Apan karon, gamay nalang nga tulod,
Para ikaw akong buhian.
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 4:33 AM UTC
He came,
Spurted a teaspoon of ***** inside her:
A politician,
A model,
A traitor,
A patriot,
A teacher, nurse, doctor,
An artist, a poet, a writer,............ and I,
A swimming gold medallist.
We all swam to reach the ****
I was Y and I merged withX first,
A new swimming sensation was born.
Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
In this coffin I lay, eyes shut and mouth open wide.
Strangled to death, but alive.
Barely making it, but taking the stride.
Why hide?
She walks with so much confidence
She's so beautiful
She's so inspirational
WOW, I wish I had that much confidence'
You not like other woman
How is she so fearless?
My past is dark, my body is bruised, my skin is scarred, and my blood still leaks.
Taking me years to get to this stage of self love, I've been through battles, days where I thought I was about to die.
Days where I thought nothing could help, punched in the face and defeated to ash, sleepless nights and robbed of all dignity, and days where I only slept and drained myself.
My battle wounds are still visible, I live for the fight and I will die fighting, never back down.
A black panther walks with grace, handles with strategy, and fights with integrity, still holding it's head **** high, a beautiful creature, they say.
Tougher than a lion, effortlessly, without even trying.
The animal kingdom has a new King, and it's me, the alpha female.
I ain't like other woman, I embrace and devour courage, strength, bravery, fearlessness, independence...
Staring death in it's ****** face and ripping that **** mask off and whispering, "who's the coward now, beautiful"
laughing sarcastically, DEATH does not exist, nothing ever really dies, a soul lives for eternity until the journey is accomplished, a champion never gives up, determination and pride, a self encouraged vanity.
So, in this coffin I lay, eyes shut, mouth wide open, strangled to death.
But somehow, through all the physical, emotional, spiritual, and mental pain...
(Laughs in sadistic mystery)
I am still alive.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 6:38 AM UTC
Old man with his Atacama tongue
dusting off stories of his youth
forty-nine knock outs he spattered out
heavy weight champion travelin' the world
stories of tribes auctioning off slaves
that they couldn't sell
that became that nights meal
pieces in a stew
how it could make a man cry and cry
oiling up trees so the lions
slide right off
tent births and baseball cards
a preacher neighbor who beat a woman
then had his teeth knock out
by the holy word
then points out his bird houses
only to dive deep into something else
"Old man" says I,
"I have to return to work
but next time I will save
your stop for last. There's
an oasis in that head of yours
and I tend to bask in it."
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
I refuse to believe
That I am defective
I will not apologize
For the scar tissue
Proclaiming evidence
Of my battles
I did not start my war
I was not born
Fighting and clawing
I learned to do this
To win the wars
Waged upon me
I refuse to believe
That I am defective
My scar tissue shows
The wars I chose to finish
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
I am your champion
for when you lose your way
And a shoulder to cry on
so let life come as it may
I am your champion
when you have nothing to say
The one who will be here
until we're old and gray
You are worth fighting for
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
Champion; what does it mean?
How can you be a champion?
"And I'm back with a madness;" a
Madness that comes and goes, but "I'm a champion of the
People who don't believe in champions."
If I can live through this, I can do anything!"
Only you can control you're life and don't let
Nobody tell you you're not a champion!
Stay Strong, you can do anything!
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
*Champion*; what does it mean?
How can you be a champion?
Always afraid, but *"there's a fog from the past that's giving
Me, giving me such a headache,"* *"I'm a champion of the
People who don't believe in champions."*
*I got nothing but dreams inside!"* You are the
Only one in charge of your future.
No one can tell you what to believe in and
Remember; *"If I can live through this,
I can do anything!"*
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
Here comes the Champion of the night
he raises his fists; first the left, then the right.
You think you have a chance with him?!
But wait till he's all glittering
That's when he is ready for the fight
and becomes the Champion of the night!
They call him 'The Eye of the Tiger'
coz he makes you fly high and higher.
When his fist hits you
There's nothing you can do!
He comes with glitter and in tiger pants.
Believe me, that's why he has a chance.
All the girls are at his feet,
and no enemy to defeat.
The Captain of Pop
who would have thought,
with just one party fight
became the Champion of the night!
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC
From the boy weighing up his
evening with her...
"When I'm with you
I'm the heavyweight champion
of weightless
...When I'm not
I'm just dead weight."
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
Oh, to sleep the sleep of youth;
Peaceful dreams, and blissful truth
When every morning brings the sun,
Battles fought, and victories won!
Victory sweet, misfortune ****
Yet those that bear a champion’s heart
Stand upright, tall, despite the end,
And humbly shake opponent's hand
Congratulations on fine play
To meet, compete another day
Hope the foe will others tell,
“He fought with honor, he played well.”
Oh, how the aging fight with sleep;
Nightmares, abject fears run deep
That life on earth is almost done,
Morning might not bring the sun.
Once strong, the warrior now is frail
In the final battle death prevails,
Though none but God has kept the score
The champion longs for one quest more
Long life results in necessity
To replace lost skills with strategy
We long to hear, at final bell,
“He fought with honor, he played well.”
PWL 12/25/16
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
If something is not there in it’s place of which something was thought prior,
definitely there must be something new in it's place.
As it happens in life so does in race,
Day is followed by night,
night followed by day and again by night.
Similarly also in race
Most of the times it’s the old that replaces the new and makes it’s presence felt
Definitely champions aren't born, they are made.
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
Undefeated. Undisputed. 12 wins, 0 losses. A perfect 12-0 record.
You’re the crowd’s favorite as Vegas odds are in your favor.
Through the years of being in this game, you can almost get used to the fame.
“This fight’s going to be an easy one” – you assured your Coach.
You enter the octagon and see her warming up. Then you hear Bruce Buffer laying out the ground rules.
You’re excited – but nervous.
You feel the pressure of having to live up to everyone’s expectations. From your coach to the little girl on the other side of the world rooting for you.
You thought it was going to be another landslide victory.
Barely 2 minutes in and you feel scared.
Suddenly, you feel a numbing pain on your chin. It was a left hook.
As you fall face first, you feel nothing. Your unconscious body lays flat on the octagon floor.
Lights out.
Moments later you wake up to the sound of the fans cheering in the octagon.
A left hook was all it took for your dream of retiring undefeated to come crashing down.
For the first time, it wasn’t your arm that was raised by Herb Dean.
For the first time, you heard the words, “….and the new Featherweight champion”
You don't let it sink in at first but you can only hold back for too long before you realize that you lost.
You stood up, wiped the sweat off of your forehead, removed your gloves and marched out.
Suddenly you feel this weird feeling of embarrassment.
"So this is how it feels to lose?" you said to yourself.
You found a chair, sat down and composed yourself.
You’re still in one piece, which is a good thing but you know that fact cannot compensate for the emotional disorientation you felt.
Broken bones really do heal faster than injured egos.
Maybe your loss was a way of knocking some sense into you.
Winning is not everything, the same way that losing is not.
Sometimes you need to experience defeat in order to appreciate how satisfying every victory is.
As a fan, I know it's going to be hard to bounce back from this loss.
But you're going to be okay, champ. You always do.
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC