It's not
the hype,
fan fare,
or limelight.
The battle is
not stepping
into the
ring, but
in choosing
to stand
up
and take the
blows.
We
each were
born already
signed
up for
this prize
fight, life.
The
glory
isn't
in the
finishing,
but in
the struggle
to
stay in
each round.
It is the
getting
knocked
down that
creates
opportunities
to
rise again.
The bleeding
is not a
disgrace,
just
a chance
to taste
the value of
each second.
These
scars
we bear
are our
testimony
of the
fight we are
in,
with
dignity
and honor.
Don't
live to
the last
bell,
fight
until your
final
breath.
