Frank Yin

Winning and Losing

One person will experience that rush of feeling,
Which in a single pulse will fill his body with glee.
One person will strut confidently on,
With his head held high above the crowds.
One person will be lifted to new unknown heights,
Like the untouchable eagle soaring high above.
One person will hear the chanting crowd,
The others will hear only the drowning of all sound.
For many others, their heads will wilt with disappointment,
Like the way a flower passes on when its time has come.
For many others, their life will seem muted forever,
As their confidence will plummet like the falling raindrops.
For many others, they will fall into deeper depths,
As if they were vanishing in the shadow of another.
For only one person will hear that chanting crowd,
Because the others will hear only the drowning of all sound.
You only get one chance to outshine the blinding sun,
Because there is only so much room for those who have won.


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