Chad was a cocky lad who took a dare.
He had to descend in a cage in shark waters,
But the dare wasn’t much of a dare.
The steel barred cage was impenetrable.
No shark ever busted into it after many tries.
Chad knew he had the odds of a casino,
A sure win and massive bragging rights.
When Chad got suited up with air tanks
The cage was lowered into the sea.
As if on cue, a shark rushed the cage
And banged against it over and over.
Chad laughed at it and gave it the finger.
The shark backed off and swam away.
But returned with a posse of six sharks
That banged the cage with extreme force
Until the cage broke and the last of Chad
Was a one way trip in a shark’s jaws
To the bottom of a deep dark sea.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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