It comes in many a form
There is no norm
Mine is when someone gives their life for another
Others smother
Praise
on FA Cup Final day
And say
That one player is the hero
Of the match and they zero
In on their achievement
Which will forever cement
Them in a club’s history
We all see heroism differently
That is its zenith
As we are all heroes to someone beneath
Our modest exteriors
No one is inferior
To someone else, period
Whether it’s just opening a can with an awkward
Tin opener for your mum
Or her helping her son
Through the bad times as she would
But never for her own good
That is what heroism is about
Because all heroes never ever shout
Look at me
See
My good deed
There is no need
Knowing they gave their all
To the task however a big or small
Is all the response required within their heart
And to know it helped someone, a gentle smile from their face will never part
Written 6th April 2020 at The Poetry Factory, Southsea.
Neil Blanks on my bequest set me this task.
Cathartic – an often misused word
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