Human Life Can Be Much

Human life can be much like a game of football The winners we only do wish to recall The hero as usual kicks the winning score Tell us something new we have heard it before For the winner the glory and that says it all The winner the proud one the winner walks tall The taste of success it is always so sweet Whilst only bitterness in the taste of defeat Even the gallant loser we tend to ignore For him or her there is never an encore The winners have earned their right for to boast And 'tis only to them that we do drink a toast Human life can be much like a game of football For those known as losers life's not good at all.