The first try was obvious,
No way it would be victorious.
The six stood there strongly,
Welcoming any who are ready to meet their end vociferously.
I was sadden upon seeing my favourites turned into weeds,
Why can’t the system leave my record out of their deeds?
Hesitation wanted to feed me,
Suggesting that it was best to just forget it.
More voices came whispering,
They were planning to block my bravery.
Why not use this opportunity to undress fear and wear smiles,
After all, it is always after the attempt(s) that shall prove all will be worthwhile.
My brain went empty with buzzing tunes,
Surprise greeted me on the screen; yes I saw something new,
Someone was with me, fighting with a strong tune.
Three attempts broke the strong defence from those six,
My Yellow is rising to stand high next.
Oh well now,
It is time for my photos to have their say.