Lebron James

It’s June 20, 2013.
You just won
your second
championship.

I’m watching you smile Lebron.

Your receding hairline,
grown from disappointment,
now shows maturity.

To finally get there,
to leave home,
to give into desire,
to be hated,
to give it all up,
win.

In the end,
it’s all about
the touch of gold—
Ponce de Leon
was pretty clutch
when he had to be.

I watch you Lebron,

holding the gold up
as midnight strikes.
You are MVP, again,
and I wonder: will
we have our day too
or be forever wait-
ing for the gold?

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