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Literary: Victory!

11/21/2016 08:03:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments

Games, to me, are nothing but,
A theatre of war, a field of battle,
In which one victor triumphs over all;
A place in which to prove one’s strength,
A chance in which to display one’s skill,
For all to see and to adore;
There’s but one goal for which to strive:
Victory. Victory and nothing more.


Many bouts I’ve lost and won,
With gathered wits and all arms drawn,
Head on, I’ve charged with all my best;
Oftentimes I come on top,
To cheers, and shouts, and triumphant roars;
And those few times when I did lose:
Shame, and hurt, and bitter rage,
Defeat is naught but pain and grief


Yet in those games I’ve played with you,
Petty bets and shows of smarts:
Ah, yes, so sweet is victory,
But sweeter still is defeat;
For I’d win — I’d win, every time,
I see that proud and joyous face of yours.