Someone said he met his death
Like a lion-tamer
Who decided to tease his animals
Until he could tempt them no longer.
He misconstrued their appetite
And left the circus divided.
Someone called him a ‘Hero’,
Someone else preferred, ‘The Fool’,
A third party argued life was a show
And commended the part he provided.
Whatever the truth of it
He took it with him to the grave.
He left a lesson, nonetheless,
Something we can save:
Survivors are never decided
Between the idiots and the brave.
