In Every Battle.

In Every Battle there is a plan.
One in which you put your hand,
Sometimes your heart feels that it may not,
But in your head, a drifting thought...

In Every Battle there are the Odds.
At times they make you gasp for air,
So lift your Will and fight till naught,
There is no shame if then is lost...

In Every Battle there is a Winner.
But what is victory and at what cost?
What does it mean for winning then?
If winning is still a losing end?

In Every Battle there is a Loser.
But what if loosing is not a lost?
A set back only in the sight of man?
Could vision be at the heart of plan?

In Every Battle there is a Gem.
Did you see a hero or a coward in them?
Or have you opened your eyes to a side of you?
What or Who have you discovered then?

In Every Battle there is a War.
Sometimes the big map we ignore...
What is this fight we are fighting for?
This you seek, God for more.

In Every Battle there is Hope.
Sometimes we cry, we laugh, we joke,
We pray for all that we knew...
But often we live because we hope.

In Every Battle there is an End.
To which it stares into other lands,
There is a battle in everyday,
For each battle's end, is the beginning of another.