It Is True Only

 It is true only one can be the best

And many found to be wanting when put to the test 

To the winner goes all of the glory and fame

And the loser does become the forgotten name

And since winning does raise one's public and self esteem

This is the reason everyone wants to win it does seem

Worldwide people compete for to win every day

This is how it is and it was always this way

In every village, town and city Worldwide people with each other compete

And there are far more losers than winners in every street

But sadly for the kind and compassionate there is never a prize

Though in their good deeds far above the ordinary they rise

And those looked on as winners though as people not great

Are the people the majority wish to celebrate.