locked up in cages...
they wait to bring down the barricades...
They stand behind the gates...
waiting for the race to commence...
they do not fear the road in front of them...
they do not fear the dirt beneath them...
faster and faster they come across...
they comfort the crowd with the sound of hoof beats...
One thing in mind the finish line
hopes and prayers for those who take on the fight...
like kites in the wind, they go up in flight...
even with doubts in mind...
what separates a winner...
from a loser...
the negativity may infect like cancer...
but it's not whether you are winner, or loser, it's what you think you are...
If you think you have what it takes...
and are willing to make mistakes...
willing to condition yourself...
you may need more space on your shelf...
what do you believe...
you can achieve...
if you only seek out failure...
then that must be your preference...
You can make it...
Are you to willing to risk it...
So they say you can't...
has that ever stopped you before this...
Take a chance...
on yourself...
all we need to get back into this game...
is the organ they call heart...
Let's bring those who doubted to shame...
after all it's those we have to blame...
for the courage...
and all the strength and motivation...
We are here today...
with applause ringing daily...
even that one day...
made the change of the century...
now is forever apart of my memory...
and shows that I too once made a mark in history...