Goal

The world holds you in place
Like a place marker ready for play
Earmarked for the shot into the abyss

Quivering in the chilly wind
On display for all to see
As tribute to those that lost

A symbol of what once was,
An avarice of derogatory defamation
Now all that remains: a single shot

Where will you land, in the field
A far, wide and forgotten hit,
Or a winning symbol of dignity?

Swings there may be many,
But where you land,
That’s up to you.

be the Goal!

– Khushbo

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