Life can be so cruel
We stand locked in a duel
Between death and dreams
Life likes to terminate hope
You may not grasp the scope
Of how one can be
Wronged by the universe
Yet we shall never be victims
But brave warriors who oppose
The shamefully brewed dose
Of the universe's cruelty
There lies some hardly imaginable
Potency in facing disaster with your chin up
Charging into it head first
And raising your blood-smeared face
Bearing a jesterly grin - a worthy sin
Victory is performance on the surface
But with the foundation of skill
Skill forged of practice
On the anvil of mentality
