It was strange for me,
to save him,
from defeat,
from defame,
When i allowed him,
to stand with dignity,
and grow with his moral,
and bowed my head,
when the crowd,
Gazed at me,
I was not defeated,
and i am not his friend.,
but i have a blood,
of faith and dignity,
running in my veins,
You will see, in the field of morals,
I WIN: always
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but i have a blood, of faith and dignity, running in my veins, You will see, in the field of morals, I WIN: always wow what a sweet and prefessionally done poem it is.. sure the one who has ability and faith for won like you got never defeats.. I like those who are self made and much courageous like you..becaus eI myself have never accepted failure ever and have been winning.. well doen and like your courage and the way you write too..appreciate your work..10/10