The courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy." John F. Kennedy.
WITHIN A LIFETIME
Taken for granted, our days and nights
As we face a lifetime of triumphs with well scheduled plights
It all blends in to insignificance
After all, for most, it is a very long existence
Bravely we face our night's and days
Appropriately handled in many ways
Our own little world will likely take precedence
It's our own little family in our own little residence
We are soldiers wandering a battlefield
Not sure if our personal fates are sealed
Little skirmishes or full blown attacks
Sullen times we will never get back
We are knights upon a flashy steed
We are compassionate givers or prone to greed
Perhaps some will be heros to all mankind
But mostly we are all just marking time
Within a lifetime we'll all conspire
In search of peaks higher and higher
Were we honest to ourselves or did we lie?
To whom does it matter on the day we die?
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