FIGHT

“I don’t care about money. I’m pulling back the curtain. I want to meet the wizard.” -Michael Douglas as Nicholas Van Norton in “The Game” (1997)

when facing that stone of Sisyphus

rolling back down towards you: FIGHT

when disease rears its ugly mug during the

grain-of-sand-split-second-moment we

call life: FIGHT

when everything you have worked for your

entire existence is stolen from you in a

flash: FIGHT

when you’re told that if you do not obey

that you, your loved ones & any future you

may possibly have is in jeopardy unless

you get down on your knees: FIGHT

when you’ve been labeled, determined, and

others try to predict your every move (as if

they could plot it on a graph): FIGHT

when conflict is said to be only fuel for the

greater fire: FIGHT

when others fold & try to force you

psychologically or physically to do as they have

done: FIGHT

when having words will no longer do, when

negotiations are over: FIGHT

when locked up & the key has been thrown away:

FIGHT

when cast out, in the street, looking to beg: FIGHT

when threatened with financial ruin, when threatened

with “damnation:” FIGHT

and when those that want you dead are asleep: FIGHT

when they are awake: FIGHT

when you’ve not a friend in the world: FIGHT

when you come to the realization that there is nothing

else beyond this world: FIGHT

throw fists.  throw fists.  throw fists. throw fists.

again & again & again & again & again & again,

until your knuckles are so bloody rubbed raw that the

bones are popping out---then fight with those popped

out bones.  because to throw in the towel means that

they win.