'A loser...can win with words',
said the loser...that be,
As the winner listened, and looked on.. speechlessly.
The audience rose up...to have a look and see,
at what it is... such a loser, maybe.
To be told of his loosing...they listened...as he told it bravely.
'With respect to the winner... I would go down on one knee,
but...with refusal of a hand shake...respect, I have not for he.'
The audience clapped...they did not dis-agree,
That The Winner...actually was...the loser that be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem