Last Runes Cast

Face down in the mud, he paused before he rose 'Women pay a fortune and I'm covered to my toes' Back among the runners, he tried again to jump Over the high barriers, but he really got the hump When soon for the third time he took a mighty fall 'You'd think that after all this time my feet would now play ball' Some weeks went by before he had to go and seek some help With pains rising up his legs that often made him yelp He's waiting for the test results, the last one in the room A sense of foreboding came over him, a heavy mist of gloom The nurse came out to call him, with care he found his feet And shuffled as he made his way, the specialist to meet 'Degenerative problems within your spinal cord Sadly not the best news that you've ever heard We can offer some medication to ease the pain a bit A cure is not an option, its not something that you did' 'Within a few months maybe, a wheelchair you will need Driving won't be easy, with controls you might succeed Did someone come here with you, it is hard news I know Perhaps we can help a little, call a taxi when you go?' A blow like that can often make your heart stop for a mo' And as he thanked the big man, he felt his was running slow 'I'll have to rethink everything, I feel I need a drink Never did I imagine, just how low my luck would sink' Seven years later, with his fortune made in print, He looked back on that moment which had made him think 'I don't think if I walked still, I'd have all of this fame There is no doubt about it, life is a strange old game' He turned and met the smiling face of his one and only love She was his nurse, his carer, surely sent from up above Well that's what some would tender as a reason she was there But he knew that in reality, an agency had said she'd care In the first weeks it was hardest, giving up his rights To walk and take his own baths, but then he thought one night Something in her eyes and smiles gave her love away And inspired by her beauty, he wrote his first hit play Well now prospects grow again, new treatments are to hand With some special cell grafts he might yet again come to stand Off they flew to visit, some great medics far overseas Men that had the means now to cure his harsh disease Even when all hope seems useless, when you want to cry Read once more this story, and perchance you too may try To rise again and prosper, to triumph at the last Never give up on life until the last runes have been cast. ©Rhumour, April 16th 2008 (Edit3)