Life Is Mortal Combat
Life Is Mortal Combat
By Rick Rucker
Life is mortal combat, sorry for the name,
Life is mortal combat, and I do not mean the game!
It starts out rather meekly, just as we are born,
But it gets far tougher, as we are old and worn!
At a time when we could use all our remaining power,
Life cruelly throws all she has got at us, in our final hour!
For my money, I would rather die a lion, than to die a sheep,
To go out in a blaze of glory, than to sneak out, in my sleep!
Rather fight a duel, to the death, in the blazing light,
Than to cry and shake, a coward, through the long and lonely night!
When I see Saint Peter, I will say that I was not always right,
But I will wager that Death knew he was in a terrific fight!
Copyright © Rick Rucker | Year Posted 2011
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