Victories & Defeats..
Joys & Sorrows..
Love & Hate..
..he carries them all
on his tired shoulders.
The crowd cheers on..
The world in awe...
And with a glimmer
of silent understanding
in his brown orbs, he whispers:
"It's alright. I'll be fine.."
(Pls don't steal or repost my poem verses 🙏)