I’ve threatened
the greatest men in history,
only for them to fail at my feet
with the same dumbstruck look
that I live everyday life with.
I’ve seduced
the greatest women in history,
only to realize that their beauty
is only less comparable
than my own beguiling nature.
I’ve punched
the greatest villains in history,
only to watch them weep silently
as they realize my own disgust
is far mightier than theirs.
I’ve proclaimed
myself to be the greatest man to ever live,
only to realize my proclamations
are the truth beset deep
within the annals of history.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 207
The Greatest
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