U N D E R D O G

An underdog in this chaos, 

Snubbed like a white crayon. 

Staggering in this fast lane, 

Execrated like a November rain. 

A deception to myself, hunting for bliss,

I tell myself I’ll get through this.

I hope I do, for now I’m frazzled,

Resentful of all the fables.

I don’t want to get away, I want to get through it,

Whatever pain may come, I’ll triumph, I’ll do it.

For I know, I can’t win without a fight,

Can’t eulogize a day without a dark night.

The Underdog in this chaos,

I will contend to play on!

© An Unknown Wanderer