Best Man

Sometimes.......

rain pours down

and the tiny million drops would make

the winding path wet, slippery and even longer...but

some would still step on carefully

placing their feet one after the other

holding to the mist and searching for the rainbow

amidst the cold;

man who hold on to themselves

man who'd maybe down but never beaten

man who knows he's the best, willing to be and knows that

the best man wins.

Each times....

rain pours down

and the million tiny drops would turn

into a sea of flood where we'd drown in vain...but

some would reach the surface

gasping the breath and swim for the shore

against the strong current that leads to nowhere;

man who'd die to be the best

never care for what others might say for he knows that

the best man wins.

Fight..

for the last battle you reach

to the last deep of strength

it is either win and taste the glory

or die...but know

that man won't die regretting for the wars they fought

man shall rest in peace knowing

he's the best

and each man who knows he's the best ;