Prabhakar Subramaniam

The Victory Stand - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

Finally the victory stand
Was ours for the taking
We took turns on it
Those who could only cheer
Or bring up the rear.
We made garlands of balloons
Gave away our own prizes
Of half-used pencils
And half-eaten erasers
Immediately took them back
Made a speech or two
Played both the athlete
And the audience
Played out our fantasies
Imagined for a while
I was the school pupil leader
Barking orders at
The school assembly
Taking it through
The morning routine
Heard with pleasure
A discerning buddy say
I was much better at it
Soon grew tired of it all
Screamed our way home
The race, whistles, announcements
Applause, podium finish, awards
Already dissolving in the darkness

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 7, 2013

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