Graying statesman sits atop
Accomplishments that cannot stop
Aggrandizement that crackles deep
Inside a head that’s stewed and steeped
In only what peaks to the fore
Preparing troops for what’s in store
Repeating plans so well ingrained
The rank and file must be well trained
But seasoned vets with many battles
No longer relish when sword rattles
Instead they’ve lived to tell the story
Bask in glow of their past glory
Forgetting when the hunger burned
When knee-deep in the mud they earned
The scars that came with nails that scraped
Against the odds and eked escape
With just their wits and sheer desire
That glowed within, the arcane fire
When green to gain the only way
Inexpertness can hope to pay
Is offer effort monumental
To show their worth that’s instrumental
In ventures that take grit and flesh
Are built by hands and backs afresh
Rewards return a hundredfold
When chance bestowed on raw but bold
And them that know just what it takes
That recognize to grant that break
With opened field they’re sure to find
And reap the gold those hands will mine!
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