Apotheosis Lost

A story will be spoken from this hard-court verse

Of one who would not save his city from its ill-fated curse

Events have taken place not meant to be

Yet there is more to this than any can see.

The man you see is like Magic with a ball

A hero whose quest for glory adds to his fall

The Forest City’s hopes are truly forever done

Shattered by the departure of a false Chosen One

Although this begins the era for his first ring

His departure means his dethroning as the King

It is true a championship he will possess

While he hears Cleveland's cries of distress.

No longer can he be better than the Black Mamba

Needing to join others while adding too much drama

There are two whom upon he is extremely reliant 

One is a speedster and the other a near giant.

He is proven not worthy enough to do it alone

But he will have gold unlike the great Karl Malone

Back in his city he is exiled and banished an outcast

A traitor they brand him, which will forever last.

Unlike this Chosen One, His Airness and the Black Mamba won rings

Not conspiring with each other or with other self-proclaimed kings.

And so it has been said that he cannot join the great names

Forsaking godhood in exchange for rings engraved: LeBron James.

July 10, 2010

Witness

To whom, to what are we witness to?

A man who knows not what next he should do?

What should he do, should he leave or should he stay?

Where is he destined to, where next should he play?

To the crowds everywhere he entered the public awareness

When he was prophesized by a Swoosh to be heir to His Airness.

All his efforts for victory came to a crashing halt

And unlike blameless years past this time it’s all his fault.

Precious gold remains missing from his long epic story

Gold which could give him long awaited eternal glory.

And now his city for over four decades in a row

Will be without a championship, much to their woe.

There was high hope, replete, for their Chosen One

But now, The Forest City’s hope may be forever done.

Yet they still hail their ill fated savior as their King

Even though he stands crownless and without a ring.

Perhaps someday he’ll be enshrined with along the greatest names

But for now we are witness to a dethroned King James.


June 6, 2010

They Say He's Like A Spider

They say he is like a spider

Yet he stands tall like a horse rider

It’s like he has eight legs because he is so quick

Yet you tell yourself “Wow, he’s a thinner than a stick.”

He preys on opponents and attacks the net

Number 35 makes the opposition regret.

With his quickness he tears defense asunder

His speed making him from Supersonic to Thunder.

Whether its victory or defeat he stands proud

No matter what he is loved by every crowd.

They say he is like a spider, a tarantula

I guess that’s why they call him the Durantula!


April 11, 2010