Poetry: Silver is Gold
To win is to lose everything,
To lose is to never gain
so to hold second place is to gain from your loss.
Behold thy glory for you can see
I lost not to thee but to thy self
For never shall i give in to defeat.
Win this battle but not thy war
To smite is what is presented before
My end will gain a lose of heart.
Your gain is never to shine
for i shall prevail to glow true
and respect shall flow over the falls.
Of hate, will not last in night
for night is my shining brightness.