The Ways
"The Ways"
Failure, my grey haired mentor
Toil with me once more
Send me into bowels of competition
Content with loss, experience
Leave me now, I will never learn again
Build me up, a camel under burden
Knock me down, a reluctant pugilist
Prepare me for our assault on reality
Fear resides inside me, successor
Witness to frightening change
Comforts of defeat are fleeting
Status quo won't fool me again
The journey, the pleasure, all gone
Consumed in an avalanche of old
A game of sport yields victors so sad
champions go nowhere but down
Copyright © Karl Marszalowicz | Year Posted 2013
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