I may have
grey hair,
a bad back,
arthritis pumping
through my veins
and you may
ask yourself:
“What does he
think he’s doing?
Has he lost
his mind?
It’s over, he’s done.”
…but that’s where
they’re wrong,
Okerlund,
oh, so wrong.
They don’t see
the passion pumping
through my veins…
They don’t see
the desire,
the heart beating
stronger than ever!
I’m not ready
to say, “That’s it,
I’ve had enough.”
No, no, no!
My passion has not
been quenched…
and I’m thirsting,
Okerlund,
thirsting for gold.
I’ve worked too hard
to be denied,
and I’ll be damned
I’ll let the naysayers
keep me from
reaching the top.
I have one more run
left in me, Okerlund,
and anyone who doubts me…
…just watch me…
July 14th, 2025