Steve Mcnair A Tarnished Memory? Poem by Luke Easter

We all have memories both good and bad,
Visions of our past, some happy, some sad,
Good friends? We like to honor their name,
Wins or loses? It’s much more than a game.

Real fireworks in a condo over the 4th of July,
Downtown Nashville, Tennessee here’s why,
Gunshots ripped the chest, again in the head,
Fired one last time, now two people are dead.

He took quattro plus hers gives a sum total of five,
Didn’t need to be that many for neither to be alive,
An article on the Internet talks about his darker side,
The exact opposite displayed while Steve was alive.

Pillar of the community, loving wife, father or four,
Ah, but as the story unfolds we now so much more,
Pharisees took a girl to Jesus; soon they were alone,
He who is without sin, let them cast the first stone.

We have no idea what it was like to be Air McNair,
People were shocked upon hearing Kazemi was there,
New revelations are popping up like weeds of course,
Were he and Mecheele really going to get a divorce?

Once again statistics have surfaced about Alcorn State,
Records for passing, total offense, a future NFL great,
This father figure with the humble “Pops” nickname,
Death can’t say, “maybe next year” like a football game,

So, now the questions will arise, was he really all that?
Well, that depends if we're looking now or looking back,
Steve and his lady friend have paid the ultimate cost,
And it is way more than a one-yard Super Bowl loss.

“Left wideout go deep, slant receiver you go wide, ”
Whoever was open, man could he let the pigskin fly,
Should both be covered he’d tuck the ball and run,
His feet were flying when his arm couldn’t be a gun.

Many are calling this incident a tragic murder suicide,
But, somehow things just don’t add up and this is why,
Finding the bodies, before calling cops,35 minutes go by,
Maybe I watch too much, Vegas, Miami & New York CSI.

Label it a gift or talent, no one wins every single time,
This is not the occasion to let failure occupy our mind,
Yeah! Jesus the only perfect One is never again to be,
Don’t rant on Steve McNair with a tarnished memory.

Alas, business is business and his widow is being sued,
By the managing owners of that condo for rent past due,
But remember what is said about love and war, all is fair,
OK, tell that to the grieving widow, Mrs. Mechelle McNair.