Andrew Rigefsky
When I was younger, I had a teacher tell me:
“Andy, surely you’ll be the one to make it.”
“You’ll make it big.” I’ve constantly heard.
Apparently I had the “It gene.”
The unequivocal mark of a star, one destined
To find himself a tsunami in the tides of history.
This, of course, was complete and utter bullcrap
For I was no sparkling Mother Teresa, no Gandhi.
(First, I’m too fragile for any Indian summers.)
Second, I am constantly reminding myself
That I strive to be like Mary Magdalene.
I would rather drown with my head held high.
Everyone should know I’m not so lofty.
Sure, I could be in the pages of a history book,
But I’ll probably end up there as a whore.
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