A BATTLE NOT WORTH FIGHTING…

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The battleground always draining,

You fight on with the hope of a win,

Times pass, days go but there’s no sign,

The hope of a spring keeps you on,

In you there is a fighting spirit,

The spasms, the contusions not withstanding.

 

Inside, you focus beyond tomorrow,

The fight is becoming fierce…

The hope of a win truncating…

All around you- dead or bruised…

 

Left –  you and your sword…

Trying to regain an honor already lost…

The enemy has drones…

While all in your hand is a sword…

 

Being a soldier is about fighting…

Defending an honor…

Struggling for a course…

But not fighting lost battles…

 

A time comes when you have to quit…

Stop staring at the closed door…

And embrace the opening window…

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