I Fought the Good Fight

at the end of the day

what would i have told future generations

at the end of the day?

would i have told future generations

that i fought the good fight?

would i have told future generations that i stood up for what is right?

what would i have told them?

that i stood up against tyranny and evil

what would i tell leon trotsky

if i see him on that white horse

what would i tell him

if i saw him at the pearly gates

would i tell him that i fought the good fight?

i don't know what i'd tell him

i'd tell him i was scared

i'd tell him i was scared

i'd tell him i was brave

i'd tell him i was noble

i'd tell him i was slave

i'd tell him i was kind

i'd tell him i was strong

i'd tell him i was meek

i'd tell him happy

i'd tell him i was sad

i'd tell him i was joyful

i'd tell him i was mad

i'd tell him i was enlightened

i'd tell him i was ignorant

but i'd tell him that 

I fought the good fight.
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June 4, 2013 at 12:09 PM
Nice write. Enjoyed the read.
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