Winning is a living thing, a complex deity to all living things.
Winning inspires people to do great thing, and succeed where no others have before.
Winning is joy, happiness, and relief, deep down in the soul.
Winning is the cure for depression, the answer to life’s problems.
Winning lets you fly, releases you from all the stress and troubles.
All in that one brief second.

Yet there is another side to winning, one not well knows.
Winning is a malicious beast, a terrifying nightmare.
Winning brews hate, revenge, and resentment, always lurking at the front of the mind.
Winning is envy, minds shattering in spite.
Winning stops dreams in their tracks.
Winning kills the drive to succeed, crushes all that one knows.
For if you win, someone loses.

Losing is a malicious, twisted being.
Losing is depression and hopelessness, never to succeed in your most wanted dream.
Losing is hate, the embers of revenge, worming through minds like the fog.
Losing will brew rage, snap minds with a flick.
Losing is chaos, destroying hope and dreams.
All in a quick flash.

Yet there is another side to losing, one not well known.
Losing is a friend, a helping hand.
Losing inspires hard work and dedication.
Losing commits you to an idea and a dream.
Losing starts a willful drive, a will to beat the thing.
The thing that is better than you, or stronger than you, or faster than you.
For if you lose, someone wins.

So when you win, remember the ones that lose.
Do not put them down.
Simply congratulate them.
And celebrate inside.

So when you lose, remember the ones ahead of you.
Do not become jealous.
Simply congratulate them.
And strive to achieve.