Contender

He was always a contender but never contenting
In the pursuit of rainbows and silver linings
And castles in the sky
Where being in love with love
Became more real than
Trying to deal with
Corners and traps and dark alleys
With only one way out
Retracing the evaporating footprints
Baked hot by a desert sun
A rock and a hard place
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage
Contending that the wanderings of the soul
The need to be wanted and needed
Were more important than
The treasures in his own backyard

by Jerry Grasso

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