To a friend
The last words are said,
the decision has been made:
the winner is chosen.
Rivalry fades, friendship remains.
No one doubts it,
the winner is the ace.
Yet respect is earned, not given;
trust is built, not granted.
Time is running out,
My leader, my friend.
There is no grudge;
there is no anger.
Just show me your worth,
before all is too late.
Make haste,
my leader, my friend.
2:03 PM
