I sat
waiting,
three names,
two already read.
Just one chance left.
Oh how
I wished
to be
the third name.
Just one chance left.
The honor,
the glory,
the respect
I deserved.
Just one chance left.
Waiting,
hoping
that my name
was the
third name.
Just one chance left.
So many of us,
with just one chance left.
The third name was called.
It was mine.
I got it.
One of the three.
The honor,
the glory,
the respect.
I got it.
For what I had waited for,
hoped for,
recieved.
I got it.
All this,
in just a split second.
Time slowing,
the agony of waiting,
but I got it.

WORDDD