Just a band...

I sport a band on my wrist.
These few lines will give you the gist.

Its been there
for more than half-a-decade.
I was told,
Lance Armstrong has something to do with it
I grew bold, chest swelled in pride,
for this man was a sporting icon;
He had swum against the tide

beating cancer, winning titles, inspiring people alike;
all this by riding his bike.

All the same,
the band around my wrist
...was just a band.

Shocking news has surfaced,
Startling revelations have come to the fore,
such(in sport) has never been witnessed before,
Armstrong, Lance was perhaps not so great after-all
Such has been his disgraceful fall
With reputation in tatters
and a legion of (now) haters
he has let go of the foundation
that makes my band.

All the same,
the band around my wrist
...is just a band.

My heart yearns to hear
that the story is something else
that Lance was a legend after-all,
alas!..it seems unlikely.

All the same,
the band around my wrist
...will just be a band.