Saw Michael Jordan on cable the other day
He looked old and slow,
It looked as if only his hands were left with greatness
The rest of his body was Novocain
What is he… 50?
But he his out there not accepting it, like a wildebeest brought down by a lion
Fighting as if
When he should just go to sleep
Do you remember 1986?
When he came on the court like Jesus walking on water
And the other players weren’t even there to play
They just wanted to witness it
To watch his body move
And now he is out there
Dying with the rest of our childhood heroes