Rivers of diligence flow here,
Pouring into the sea of the world,
Big fish, little fish, swim their hardest,
For the prize they think they deserve.
They put their best foot forward,
Stretched beside eager competitors,
But for some strides, not as strong,
Strength only deserving of silver.
Your trophy, your medal,
Manifested symbols of competition,
Pride and glory, never satisfied,
Only repressed to remission.