winners rue the day they won
downhill from there
new challenges take on obsessive gut-go
gotta win, gotta do it again
go, go, lord, go
chasms burst out of flatlands
evil knievel jumps the abyss
slips and falls
down into the tar pits
winner, winner, oh, winner goes
one last stand, oh custer
is slaughtering what it's crocked up to be?
how many scalps make a warrior proud
winner, winning
more, higher, step it up
is it all what they think it is?
up there, on mt. olympus
do they truly hand out laurel leaves
golden boughs of platinum apples
is immortality the thing we want?
winning, mountain climbing leader
planting the flag of human frailty
a prayer flag beset by gravity
how serious the moment
the win, the prize
how serious?
who's serious?
it's an elusive illusion
can't fool me
mar 6/09
to rue the loss, is the losers secret joy
winning just gives you more to loose
it pales in comparison to the tortures of the loss
winning is nothing
it's the winners that have everything to lose
and what a hollow joy that must be
dangle the carrot
and i'll smell the reward
pavlov shocked the way fantastic
ring the bell
pin on a ribbon
carve a plaque
roll me another one
tell me another one
spin me another myth
hero soup with cracker jack mind
in life and times
mistakes are made
and memories will fade
as we cut our cloth on the bias
in shadows cast
if we rely on the past
we shall learn to loose and love it
in a winners defeat
if it should taste just too sweet
then win we must