Competition Poem by Narayanan Kutty Pozhath

Competition is
fair enough I am told,
Climbing the trees is,
What is being tested.
Disciplined I am
Practiced to perfection.
Morning and evening,
day and night,
perfectedclimbing trees.
On day of competition,
confident I am,
Lost the competition,
at the sight of competitors,
before it all began.
It was with Monkeys,
I need to compete in
climbing trees.
Knowing the mode
of test is not enough,
One need to know
with whom to compete,
before practice begins.