Tough Losses, Rough Crosses

Harden not your heart when humble pie lands on your plate Rubbing your pride in the mud Nudging your memory, reminding you it ain’t too late to debate Whether crushing with a thud Kills, steals or heals Your longing pride That feels Too big to deride the ride Into peacock attitudes Built and overblown over the years To delude yourself you’ve soared to such lofty latitudes You can’t roll back the years to join volunteers Who willingly accept the loss Suffered in soccer Where World Cup match outcomes toss Out Spain, France, Argentina, Spain, or Brazil with no rancor To entertain Today or tomorrow To ascertain, maintain or retain Sanity, dignity, humanity in your bone marrow.