Though only the biographies of celebrities millions of copies do sell
It is true everyone has a life story to tell
But sadly the life stories of many with them do die
A mere fact of life and fact never lie
Though wealth and fame is of no use to the dead
No pockets in the burial shroud as has often been said
But since the praises of life's battlers few bother to sing
To be poor whilst living is such a sad thing
And though losing is a thing anyone does not choose
For one for to win many have to lose
Life in many ways not unlike a game of football
For the loser disappointment since the winner takes all
Of the prestige that goes with it as well as the fame
And the loser's does become a forgotten name.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
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