Requiem

In praise of the living dead
who lost to the game of life
their pursuits bigger but reach?
losers of fourth grade
deserve no mention otherwise
so this is for losers
spelt with a capital L

Souls caught in petty issues
Like me-first and i-won
Their epitaphs will read
Traveled 260 miles per hour
Reached hell/heaven in record time
And they will smile gleefully
Boasting about it to poor yawny angels

Bragsters thrown down for another life

Oh! Gotta have another draft now.