Coming Second
It’s the position to be avoided
Silver-medal placed
Coming in as the runner-up
Speaks of being but second best
Almost a
champion
But there is little consolation to be derived
Standing one step down upon the podium
Holding the rictus smile of pleasure
Hiding the bitter tears of disappointment
And pent-up frustration
Whilst congratulating the winner
Who, on this occasion
Has clearly been the better man
And perhaps remembered
To be so for ever
And in the eyes of the world
He is the best of men
The joyful victor
True focus of attention
And he who gives the interviews
To the waiting press
Allowing the beaten loser
To quietly slope away
And reflect upon
What might have been
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