The Good Fight

Some mornings, you got no get up for the good fight.

You’ve been fighting the good fight so long, beginning when you were just little and didn’t understand what they meant by the good fight.

Now you’ve been fighting it across decades of living and you wonder if you ever understood what was meant by the good fight.

You look out toward the horizon and all you can see is a lifetime remaining of fighting the good fight.

The horizon don’t seem to get no closer.

You wonder what other people are fighting, and if you’re all fighting the good fight, who you fighting against?