Theres a war i fight daily,
some days i advance,
and many others im forced in retreat.
But everyday is a different field,
a choice of options to which i must yeild.
Do i rise and make my stand,
or do i hide and run to live again.
This i must choose for each of my fights,
Some to win, others to lose,
hoping that it will turn out all right.
As i am hunkered down,
buried under the sand i choose
to stay and wait for night,
or stand to be abused.
The enemy now surrounds me,
ive wasted too much time.
Their spears, they piece my fleeting feet,
The ropes grab and pull me down.
If i fall its over, if i stand it starts again.
A dual edged sword stuck i
Theres a war i fight daily,
some days i advance,
and many others im forced in retreat.
But everyday is a different field,
a choice of options to which i must yeild.
Do i rise and make my stand,
or do i hide and run to live again.
This i must choose for each of my fights,
Some to win, others to lose,
hoping that it will turn out all right.
As i am hunkered down,
buried under the sand i choose
to stay and wait for night,
or stand to be abused.
The enemy now surrounds me,
ive wasted too much time.
Their spears, they piece my fleeting feet,
The ropes grab and pull me down.
If i fall its over, if i stand it starts again.
A dual edged sword stuck i