Only Winners.

Winner stands alone(Paulo Coelho)

The wind it came from a distance,
carried stories and voices of winners,

Are you a winner without the one fallen?

win, won, win was their stance,
mighty they were no sinners.

They had a pair of eyes, legs, hands and ears,
and from their mouth they shouted and ate,
winners they were, they knew no fears,
and they believed in some special fate.

Cried they when they were born,
they were winners but not without losers.
Kernels taste different are of same corn.
The wind came and carried stories of winners.

It is real cold up there.