This one is for sid...my friend
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Tasting mortal defeat,
Dusty faced and moist eyed,
You lay flat on the floor.
Come on get up,
Get up and run!!
The race has to be won,
No compromise,
You have to be number one!
Stare in the eyes of the sun,
Make it blink!
Capture its intensity in your eyes,
And hunt down the hollow nights!
Sounds like a thunder outside,
It’s calling you for a fight,
You are gladiator,
Fight with all your might!
A blinding sandstorm is testing you today,
Stay rooted, don’t even sway,
Your determination will blow it away!
Fence the border-less winds!
And tear down the ravaging waves!
For the cemetery of your foolish enemies,
You have to dig many graves!
The battle maybe lost,
But the war is to be won!
Come on, get up!
Get up and give it a fight!
No compromise,
You have to be number one!
