Mike Tyson was the greatest fighter the world has ever known. During his rise in contention he displayed a focus driven force of will, reinforced by simple mantras whispered into his own ear by his own lips, “I shall not fail, I must succeed”. And he did succeed, a success that is not defined properly.

Everybody has eyes on the prize, played King Of The Hill as children. Our parents and mentors could relate with us on that endeavor. And they all tried to teach us how to reach the top. But out of everyone that were able to reach it, only a handful, once reaching it, could remain there for any significant measure of time. Nobody knows how to teach that lesson.

Mike Tyson was the greatest fighter in the world, until he became the greatest fighter in the world!!!

The blade was thrust in

So hard

The tip was left

Wedged into his left femur

A pool of blood

Steadily grew from where he lay...

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About a half a mile

Up ahead

A woman continued to walk

Along Lovers Lane

Alone!!!

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Did we all believe it could never happen?? ?

Soft thy lips

Kisses sweet

Samples of divine

A gesture forms

The lips of thee

& placed them over mine.

Too much

Too soon

Too eagerly

To believe it

To be true

Or was it all a dream?

One thing I think

A lot about

If it could of been

My last known death

Began this life

Until I die again.

~~~STB

It really only matters if they are bigger than me. The other day this guy half my size called me Einstein, so I beat his ass right then and there.

Moral of this story, or any other story,in my opinion, to grab their ID card and take a picture of to send to your homeboys.

Yet Einstein did raise a valid point—-“If you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its entire life thinking it is stupid”.....

Because I wasn’t able to text message my homeboys before they burnt his house down. I’m pretty sure I didn’t answer the question as it was intended.

There is nothing more magnificent

Than seeing a white owl flying in the light

Of a full moon.

As it perches

Onto a telephone pole

Looking down, curiously amused.

As most of us cherish this experience

On a nightly stroll through

A nice quiet neighborhood.

It’s hard not to count the blessings

It takes to be awarded such a gift

To consider it all their own.

If only one could see themselves

From a different point of view

As they stare up at the owl wondering....

(The owl watches a stealthy serial killer

Appear from the bushes behind

And stab his victim multiple times)

....Why they are so special

To comprehend the significance

Of something which was never meant for them!!!