Last One Finishing First Poem by Sonny Rainshine

It is the lion we lionize,
not the lamb. He who cries
or tries to compromise
isn’t worth a damn,
or so it’s said.

He who roars and rattles
sabers and bayonets,
breaks in line,
and abuses his pets
calls himself a gentleman,
but despises gentle men.

Yet, nice guys do finish first,
more times than you would admit,
and bullies are the worst
by taking umbrage in their grit
and brute strength.

But even the fearless lion
is tender with his cubs
and kills for food not fun
or to vanquish anyone who rubs
him the wrong way.

Brute, you may finish first,
but your victories are curst in hell;
the man who finishes first
may not finish well.