Unless We reverse It

I am a follower

And I refuse to believe that

I am a leader

I realize this may be a shock, but

saying I can lead this team

Is a lie

"It can't be done"

In 30 years, I will tell my children that

I have my priorities straight because

Messing around

Is more important than


I will you this:

Once upon a time

We will win state

But this will not be true in my era

We will not win a game

'Experts' tell me

We are not good enough

I do not conclude that

We will succeed in the future, 

We will be just another losing tean

No longer can it be said that

We can win

It will be evident that

We didn't work hard

It is foolish to presume that

We can succeed

And all of this will come true unless we reverse it.

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