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Competition


Competition!

                Competition!

 Competition!

                                 An advert post                                

                                On the street, television, radio, etc

                                Came calling for quest for greatness,

 

                                Of many but few to be chosen 

We stand out during the test of time

                                Smiled at our flash of brilliant light 

                               

             But soon, we realized our differences

                                As we dance to the rhythm of song

                                Rendered with studied peg of reasoning

                                                                          

                                More music less joy

                                And the more we look,

                                The less we see

 

                                Even in laughter, the heart

                                Was sorrowful for the evicted

                                We stood with reluctant feet’s

                                Knowing not our fate

 

                                Soon, the call is over

                                And the winner declared

                                We sang joyful songs of pain

                                Then I realize we are all winners

                                In the process not the end.

 

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Comments (2)

DionnaJanae
<p>WOW this is &nbsp;really good</p>
nwafiery
<p>We sang joyful songs of pain</p>

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