Loser

they were wrong
when i bend
my knees

when i bow my
head

when i close my
eyes

when i hit my
chest with
my fist

they were wrong

thinking
that i am the loser
who surrendered

deep within me
i am not this loser in their minds
too shallow
to see
what is beneath me
inside my heart

i am recovering what was lost
and repairing what
was broken
putting all the pieces
back
together

in prayer
back to God
i know

i am still the winner

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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