When the game is played out
And the pieces have fallen short
And none can stand the next bout,
Their mission they don’t abort.
They stand on shaky legs
Even if they get knocked down some pegs.
Against the odds that no one
Says they can surpass, they don’t run.
For these are the heroes of the ages,
Real men and women, not sages
Or superstars. Just the average Joe
That does all they can to go
On without any fuel left in the tank.