National Football League Sparrow Poem
Dave Duerson sat next to me on a plane.
A massive hero in a first class seat.
Stewardess offers him Cristal Champagne,
writing notes in my moleskin, I refrain.
Raise the armrest, as I am bantam freight.
He chuckles at the gesture as a giant,
brushes the laptop as if dust holds weight.
Conversation digs into complaint.
Dave desires to share early history
perhaps book, or memoir of his childhood,
not the NFL, the stand-up story,
before a brute American manhood.
When NFL ends violence in play,
hear stadiums full cheer another day.
Caroline Gerardo © copyright 12/20/2017
\ on chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE).
#cardinals #bears
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