Down ten steps to the landing
And a wall waiting two feet beyond.
Scary, the first time,
Quickly becoming his mark of excellence.
A failure in school,
Socially uncomfortable, with few friends.
He could run and jump.
No one could run faster or jump higher.
Skinny and short, with dreams
Of cowboys and girls.
Heroically capturing bad dudes,
Saving lives, accepting thanks.
Desperately unhappy,
Dismissing races won.
They required only natural ability,
No real effort or thought.
What happened to that child?
Is he still there, inside a man’s body?
Does he venture out, wanting to run
And jump down ten steps?
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