Last Pick

I feel like a child who is “Last Pick”

All alone on the playground stand I

My life--chosen by default

Just like sand among salt

With no savor, no fellow, nor limelight

Sometimes the game loses meaning for me

As team work is something I watch

Way down on the list

I’m the something they missed

Passed over--by silence I’m mocked

I dare not take risk, though I’d like to contribute

A single misstep, and I’d let down the team

I give it my best, but I haven’t the gift

“A walk is as good as a hit!”

In my head like a scream

On the play ground of God I am “Last Pick”

To stand on this earth for the right

My name will not go down in history

Though I’m wearing a jersey of light

And so, when this odyssey ‘s over

With throng of mysterious voice

All my teammates will cheer

As I stand at the rear

With my head bowed, rejoicing at victory