I sit here today my mind in Writer's block
What I have become what I have not
As dad would beat Mom all I could do was hide
I would be big one day and make him pay
I was going to grow up and be heavyweight Champion
In my youth I faught in smokers and found,
The Sailor in front of me was beaten
I backed to my corner and lay my gloves down
My heart was not into being a champion boxer
I dreamed in my youth of being the next Babe Ruth
We won the far East fast pitch championship
I shared dreams with a player who later became
admitted into the Major league Hall of fame
I had a contract to play for the Pittsburg Pirates
I gave up the tryouts in fear of failing
One year of college basketball an injury, I gave up!
I look back now and wonder at what point you are a quitter
I would write the great new American Novel it sits
Unfinished on the back burner of Writer's remorse
So looking back from forward I cannot stop from wondering
At what point well I fade into being a failure for not trying