SOOTHED BY DEFEAT

My opinion is an option Their preferences a mandate Our midpoint an ambiguity The victory tastes bitter Only the failure feels better I then call it an intriguing skin They name it an awkward scene The softer tissues on touch An awful sensation in view Hearing the rooster roaring We all deserve no contempt By integral effort attainable For every purpose one intends On the prowess one and all have Leading all of us complacent Afterwards evolves serial concerns The triumph is like a strong poison What this conquest by me? The defeat is a solid medicine Why should I surrender? I ultimately subdue their sensations As they intimately soothe my tissues We share the devotion, not hostility We act empathic without negligence And the rooster keeps roaring