Colin F. Jones


All the good players don’t play for the same team
Nor do those who are basic; those who are extreme.
Many are the independents, who stand in between;
You can, in the infirmaries, find where the others have been.
If we didn’t have Devils nor would we have Gods,
And if we didn’t have growth we wouldn’t have sods.
All things are relative; the Moon and the Sun,
Soldiers and war and death when it’s done.
The poor and the rich; the rich and the poor;
The starving and helpless that the affluent ignore.
No white knights for them; no order of freaks,
For those who don’t care if you’re Americans or Greeks.
Because good players are never all on the same side,
And only the Independents cared when she died.