It almost felt like you had won
Because I bled a puddle of torn
Trudging on and on and on
Relentless but worn
You see you tried to burn me down
But I came back from the ashes
Like king I am, I bore my crown
Although I felt the agony of every stroke of your lashes
Try you may but your defeat was invitable
The pending doom easily predictable
I fell into a lion’s den and the beasts became vegans
The blueprint of my nature is to win against all odds
What more can I say? You lost the war
Even before the somersaults in my mother’s womb
Why try? Why bother?
You lost. I won.