The lyrics of victory are sung by heart
with the music of trumpets,
resounding loud drums
in the ears of people
who donít have enough
enthusiasm in their hands.


But defeat
is almost silent;
trapped in remembrance
with tears running down
the cheeks
of sadness;
      beyond the chin
     of the past.



© By Emiliano (Poeta48@aol.com)









 

 

 

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