Evel Knievel' S Last Ride Poem by Tom J. Mariani

Not since P.T. Barnum
Was someone able to
Capture our attention
Get us excited about the egress

Now he emerges
Like a heavenly body
From a distant staring point
Listen to the roar of his bike

As he cranks the handle
One last time
I can see him coming
To reach critical speed

In mid-air - - then clearing the last object
I can't see his landing
He shoots in semi-control
Towards the egress

Whatever he had
We all could use a little in our lives
I hope he left some for us
In the sparks of his trail