An Old Boxer Remembers By Arlene Sparaco Colli
I'm old, I'm gray but fail not to dismay for I've earned my worth through the ring this is everything I've fought bout after bout using someone else's name but not for the fame From an immigrating family we've become nationally known not from the goodness of our hears but for the punches we've thrown We would go unnoticed by just abiding the lay but to knock another man down we've been given a crown Mamma told us, 'the ring is for fighting' not the streets' but an opponent is dead from another man's heat Leaving my name behind is a fighting crime if it stands only for knock outs bout after bout I want to leave this all in the past the war of the ring can never last for my brothers I did lead now justice I see a need I'm old, I'm gray but fail not to dismay for I've earned my worth through the ring this is not everything.
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