There was a brother, a true thrill seeker.
Born in a thunderstorm, they said.
Didn’t cry. Just laughed and bit the doctor.
That’s when they knew the devil had a kin in Tasmania.
Forged from wildfire and audacity,
he burned to do the impossible.
He tightrope walked across a volcano… blindfolded.
Rode a wild cassowary through a cyclone, just for fun.
Swam with sharks. Even wrestled a bear. True story.
“Fly high, fly far”—even with Icarus’ wings, he looked angelic.
“Run fast, never stop” he’d reach eternity’s end, they said.
No lie, that man was a lunatic.
“I saw him once,” someone said.
“Rode a lightning bolt through a storm cloud and laughed the whole way.”
The world told him no,
so he backflipped over it.
He danced with the devil,
kissed Death and made her blush.
“The point ain’t not dying,” he said, sipping jet fuel like whiskey.
“It’s making life beg you to stay.”
Crazy fella, that Tasmanian Daredevil.
About the Creator
G.A Musavelli
Born in war-torn Somalia. Raised in the States. Just a Somali-American writer trying to make sense of the world one story at a time.
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