the Beginings of Installment 2

Regarding.
"Each one, Teach one...
Not just surviving, but succeeding!

we hear the call,
above the sound of the bouncing ball,
above the groan of a city's deathly pall,
above the old mercedes' second stall.
we hear the call,
"Above all, Stand tall"

we know the road
that it will be long and the burden is old,
that it is well-weathered, as the story is told
that it is a gauntlet, inviting mockers to goad,
we know the road,
that he who finishes, to him glory is bestowed.

we have seen the truth
of selfish men, ruth-
-less in their pursuit of it,
of real MEN and their sacrifice, legit-
-imated by those words in their remembrance,
Each one, Teach one.

Now as I look,
I see the old helping, teaching the young,
lifting, guiding the son,
to what great heights?
to such great heights.
success is spelled out by the light in the sky
which the eye
of the young now spys.
But not without the height afforded by the old,
the surviver, the succeeder, the teacher

Smile, i do,
hoping that the young will do
the same someday too.