Fighting For a Great Cause
I could never back out
when facing adversities;
I keep on fighting my battles,
until there no more to fight!
They think I do it for prestige,
to win the sympathies of others,
but it's a misleading thought that provokes...
see how I capture a fortress without a siege!
My courage indicates how I prevail when nothing
seems insignificant or impossible;
everything has a concealed meaning,
or a scope behind it...and I dream of the unattainable!
Gladiators of ancient Rome
fought in the arena to gain freedom,
but only a few were fortunate enough
to survive and cheat death!
I'm hoping that my fate wouldn't be too fierce,
admiring how those slaves stood against tyrrany...
and with strenght and effort, they gained their liberty;
today, fighters don't shed blood...they only shed tears!
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