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Medals Of Clay
The glittering tokens of dignity,
Flaunted by men for all the world to see,
Could yet injure many a vanity,
Once taints appear as white's pureness would flee;
What are trophies that cast shadows of doubt,
Glossy by flames that gravely sears fair play,
From fires so known by smoke that now are out,
And stench in air that nary drifts away?
What praise befits winners, by craft or luck,
Amid scandals that follow on their backs?
They stand on pedestals, almost of muck,
Like gold medal which true luster it lacks;
.....But should it matter to an athlete's mirth,
.....How much a clean triumph would really worth?
poem
by
Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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