The Everlasting Battle
The click of a gun,
A bullet missed
Swords are drawn,
And metal clanks
Wipe sweat from your brow
For your opponent will bow
Your swords are dropped,
You fall to your knees
Why, Cruel world,
Would you let me fall?
Silence rings through our ears
You shout "I'll Never surrender!"
It's all over now,
Your opponent is triumphant, when;
Your mother call's and says-
'Time for dinner boys, enough play'
You slowly stand,
And playfully shove
Until next time,
And then you 'feast'
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