CXXXI: The Game I Watched Until Both Teams had Lost

I sat along the bleachers with my friends

who cheered for different players, different teams.

For me, I could admire both teams’ ends,

and flitted in the middle of the seams.

But then one team grew hostile with offense,

and no correcting action did I take.

A wicked win I watched by silent fence

between my friends, with everything at stake.

I thought, how rude that we were barred from play.

I might have added something to the game.

A coach then asked me, “son, why did you stay

out there? Is this not yours, this listed name?”

Right there upon the roster it was clear:

I should have been out there; but I stayed here.