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A Young Soldiers Journey

Poetry By: DontEverDoubt
Sports



poem describing the trials and tribulations of a young football team, criticized by peers.


Submitted:Dec 29, 2011    Reads: 56    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


A YOUNG SOLDIERS JOURNEY

Embarking on a new adventure, empty handed, chip on our shoulders, butterflies erupt in my stomach. Feels like we're walking backwards blindfolded into a dismal abyss, the outcome as uncertain as the future. The agenda changes so frequently that the floor upon which we travel can collapse without any sleight of notice, or care for that matter. Mislead and ridiculed, the only role we can play is that of an underdog. We've been told time and time again that we are not worthy to go to war upon the same battlefield on which our brethren gave their very lives, their very blood and sweat towards that same euphoric feeling all soldiers are raised to strive for. But we cannot give up, we WILL not give up, for that is the exact action our peers are convinced will become of us. Unbeknownst to our worthy adversaries, we are not willing to give up as easily as we appear, for it is our heart, our pride and our very existence on that battleground that will not allow us to surrender without exerting every inch of energy that is stored within our souls. We will not go down merely by sleight of hand, as we shall exhaust the opposing forces in our continuous efforts. Even though the outcome is not one of a storybook, deep down within our minds we know, that one day, just one day, the tides will indeed turn and it is we who will reign victorious, and will be feared not only for our execution, but our undying will and determination as a single unit of destruction. But until then, we are unskilled mason workers, slowly chipping away at our masterpiece, coming into focus with straggling time, but flashes of completion reveal its distant outcome. Keep this thought in mind with each eruption of adversity, greatness has not been given to anyone nor been easy, from with each great figure, has poured extraneous amounts of defeats and sorrows before the ultimate victory.





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