Fighting

Too much makeup
And the current state of
Affairs that want to
Kill the peace

Fuck the system
You can hear them shouting
Outside loud and smug

Of course we want to
Join in grab a stake in the
Accusations that are
Tearing us apart
As the world does

Tuck it away
All the money they will take
Let it carry you away
From your passion
The things that make you happy
Never babe

That’s their way of
Hanging you upside down
And out to dry

Riding you hard
Sent to bury you alive
Live desperately
Crave absence

Only drowning and
Self suffocating

And barely breathing
We turn the corner
It makes perfect sense
To hang around

In case something
Better happens

Fighting for what you love
To stay alive

You want to stand your ground
Even when it’s at your own detriment
Is this a blessing or a curse?
To be so strong that you cannot see
The bus when it’s going to hit you
To be flexible is to be open
To see the possibility but also know
When what you’re fighting for
Is no longer in the game
On its way the ship has sailed
The bomb has dropped
The hurricane prevailed
If you are still standing there
What will be left to spar for
If you are no longer here to
Fight for this existence when
Yours has expired there will be
More gas on the fire to leave
A black hole burned by conflagration
Nothing left to hold onto or touch
But the remmenants of black dust
We fight together for the sake
Of protecting the greater good
With a knowledge that will surpass
The egos intent to take hold
Of our better selves and in the moment
Retreat and defeat malicious intent
To banish our best judgments for the
Miracle of light that exposes the
Footpath leading to our endeared
And most glorious destinations
What else are we fighting for?

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