‘Here I go again,’
I’d say to myself.
Disappointed, fairly rejected, honestly dejected.
That’s what I felt,
True emotion sprung up when I thought,
‘Oh, here it goes again.’
‘I know I am vindicated.’
That is what I argued,
My mind cannot accept the fact I lost.
There I stand exclaiming,
‘All is fair in love and war.’
Although I admit, the battle was bitterly lost.
Battles are meant to be fought,
Soldiers don’t choose surrender rather
Find higher ground and bring home the captive.
Fight the enemy whereas they were the ones.
Where the face, the battleground is too familiar
Yet all too different in every encounter.
‘I may be wounded.’
Yet I am no casualty.
Battle scars heal, loss or win, it does not matter.
Honor is given to those who persevere,
Not knowing honor was already laid upon me.
There stood the First, in greater honor of our kind, He spoke,
Be proud, Lion! You have proven yourself.
For you are fighting for your self-worth,
Not for your reward, as you had thought so all along.
Rise up, Lion! Take heart!
You hear Me, I bear out your worth, I alone,
For the reason I am a conqueror, and I am Love.