Thursday, January 13, 2005

A game

The empire whistle,
The captains meet,
Rules and regulations laid,
Flip the coin to see who starts.

She will run to join the team,
Catch up with what she missed,
Recite what the empire's message,
Cheered the team loud and clear as one.

The game starts,
We start the battle,
We put on a fight together,
Together with heads held high.

The whistle was blown,
It's half time already,
We drank plenty of water,
Awaits time to recover.

Should we lose,
We will do fighting,
Should we win,
We will with pride.

It's time to resume,
The game starts all over,
We put in all efforts and energy,
But the truth stings like poison.

We lost the faith,
To carry on the fight,
A mistake we shouldn't,
But we learnt them hard.

I kept on trying,
I became persistent,
Hesitant no more,
I was pushing my limit.

We were about to catch up,
We were about to get even,
But the whistle indicates the end,
Maybe not our day today maybe tomorrow.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

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