It happens to the best of us.
It happens to the worst of us.
It happens to dictators
and clowns-
It happens to waiters
and lawyers-
It happens to hospital patients
and cops-
Sometimes-
it happens by news of death,
or by knockout.
Sometimes-
it happens by divorce,
or by the final score of a game.
Sometimes-
it comes from a skinny bitch,
too well aware of her own beauty,
but not of her cruelty.
(either way)
A temporary,
yet complete and utter feeling
of defeat, comes to us all.
(at one point or another)
And what we do then,
is what separates men from gods.
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