HEROES MUST BE DEAD
You could be one of my heroes;
they are but few
and far between
and all of them are dead;
Perhaps I rhapsodize and romanticize about the past
and think that the greatest of us are all gone from the living -
but I do so admire you
(although you do not quite yet qualify)
that I would require of you only one
I have sharpened my implement
and should you come closer and embrace me
you can embrace your fate and your sacred place in my history as well
I entreat your warm surrender into my past
so that I may worship you.
Please email this poem to your friends and colleagues, and share this poem through your social media channels if you appreciated it. Thank You!