Not all defeat is bitter
Sometimes it lifts you up
Arms out stretched
Standing on a mountain
Sometimes life can be confusing
Perplexed standing on a podium
Holding a Gold Cup
While the winner
Gets a wooden spoon,
Even nothing
Sometimes defeat can give you
A little lift,
A little bounce
In your step
As though you were
Carried by an elephant
Sometimes winners crawl back
To their cages while you
Enjoy outstretched spaces
In all your vast freedom
Sometimes defeat dresses
You in purple
Crowns you as King
And says Go On
Claim your Kingdom
Sometimes after all the
cursing,
Defying God
You realize you are cured
And God was only operating
Sometimes after all the
Shouting and swearing
You discover the world has
Become much sweeter
And sometimes after all the
Thrashing and splashing the
The water becomes much stiller
And you see all the colour
In the coral
And sometimes when you fall
Into these deep waters
You may hear a mermaids call
Telling you your destiny's pull
Sometimes defeat can be your glory
As you find the air is brighter
And your friends are kinder
Even the birds sing louder
Sometimes defeat is not your
Enemy but actually your saviour
Pointing you the way out
Rescuing you from a great fire
Sometimes defeat is your closest friend
Holding you tenderly like a lover
Protecting you where it matters
The outside world in tatters
I don't care because
Not all defeat, is bitter
Sometimes it lifts you up
With arms outstretched and
Places you on a mountain
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 6:37 PM UTC
Not all defeat is bitter
Sometimes it lifts you up
Arms out stretched
Standing on a mountain
Sometimes life can be confusing
Perplexed standing on a podium
Holding a Gold Cup
While the winner
Gets a wooden spoon,
Even nothing
Sometimes defeat can give you
A little lift,
A little bounce
In your step
As though you were
Carried by an elephant
Sometimes winners crawl back
To their cages while you
Enjoy outstretched spaces
In all your vast freedom
Sometimes defeat dresses
You in purple
Crowns you as King
And says Go On
Claim your Kingdom
Sometimes after all the
cursing,
Defying God
You realize you are cured
And God was only operating
Sometimes after all the
Shouting and swearing
You discover the world has
Become much sweeter
And sometimes after all the
Thrashing and splashing the
The water becomes much stiller
And you see all the colour
In the coral
And sometimes when you fall
Into these deep waters
You may hear a mermaids call
Telling you your destiny's pull
Sometimes defeat can be your glory
As you find the air is brighter
And your friends are kinder
Even the birds sing louder
Sometimes defeat is not your
Enemy but actually your saviour
Pointing you the way out
Rescuing you from a great fire
Sometimes defeat is your closest friend
Holding you tenderly like a lover
Protecting you where it matters
The outside world in tatters
I don't care because
Not all defeat, is bitter
Sometimes it lifts you up
With arms outstretched and
Places you on a mountain