In defeat you witness the agony of human frailty,
It can be subtle.
A gesture,
Or glassiness of eye.
A litany of excuses.
The blame game begins.
A gathering together of sympathetic allies,
Who can reassure and take their side,
Against their own weakness.
That inability to withstand attacks on the ego.
Or accept the loss of face.
That is their agony.
The avoidance of the unpalatable truth.
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