The Victory

September 10, 2012
By Anonymous

The victory is a burden.

The gold medal differentiates one from their dull leaden stares,

But jealousy calls for unity, and it bends pride to shame.

All is lost in the futile attempt to melt those golden few.

The golden must carry their load.



Success stains a Scarlett A,

And friends stand ready with stones.

Just a whisper of morality,

And I’ll be lighting my own stake so that I may forever burn

Because good deeds never go unpunished.



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