The duality of the loser; it’s an affair of love an hate

where one baits the other, like a dog chasing his own tail.

A symbol of Ying and Yang, but neither good nor evil;

a continuous cycle, cyclical in motion where two sides

of the coin will always be present and visible,

and who stands where, with what called: is never hidden.

One can say his band was forged on the pedestal of three places,

while with long face another proclaims his was tempered

by the heat of shame and silence, but he who takes

his trophy in the dark and not on the stand surrounded

By fans—should know that he is not the barking dog unnoticed.

His cries and shouts have been heard and should be rejoiced

with forms of embrace, because with out this man, the loser;

there is no one to be carried on shoulders and proclaimed a winner,

so take this road, and know: the silver lining; that you

served a purpose, higher than your own: an’ gave

a smile to another.