Defeat Poem by Dyhanara Rios

Defeat is an ugly feeling:
You had those goals
You worked so hard for,
Just to see it all shatter…

You feel down at least a day,
Hanging your head low
For all the world to see,
And listen to their chatter…

Howling with laughter;
Such people are hyenas
Feeding off your misery,
But it doesn’t even matter…

The glares you’re given
Make you feel much worse.
Losing crushes you, then
The world makes you flatter…

Who cares if these days
Haven’t been your prime?
Hold your head high with faith;
You’ll win in due time.