The Silent Killer: A Poem

We are born.
We aspire to greatness

We fight the good fight.
We fight a few bad fights.
We fight against the odds.

Sometimes we win.
Sometimes we lose.
Sometimes we beat the odds.

Either way, we fight.
We struggle.

Mediocrity is the enemy and it surrounds us.

We get pushed, we push back (harder).
We get hit, we hit back (stronger).
We get knocked down.
We get back up again (faster).

….Until the day we don’t.

Mediocrity consumes us.
Or death does.

Either way; we die.

We die, fighting.
We die, struggling.
We die aspiring to be great(er).
We die trying to be better.

Murder in the first degree;
Murder by mediocrity.

One thought on “The Silent Killer: A Poem

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