If I loose a race
My life won’t stop
It would give me courage
To achieve what I want
To win a race is not as important as I
Get to know doing what is right
Up to the mountain
To down to the hill
Everything’s important like living life is
Imagine what would happen if they all start to race
Everyone will suffer
No one will know their fate
If I loose a race I won’t regret
'cause I know I tried my best to be the best
The real winner of the race
Is the person who understands,
that loosing with a smile
Is appreciative as well.
this is a subject which is so close to my heart..at least a running race is a sport to be taken sportively...but the race in life...trying to say this is a competitive world takes the natural talent in the person to task...he needs to be doing the popular things thereafter..how well you have compared nature to this situation..very well done...i take this into my favs...keep writing young friend...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yup.. winning or losing doesnt matter... appreciating the best done really matters..