New Battle.  Same War.

Another day gone. Another week passed.
Some battles were won; Others lost pretty fast.

It’s become quite routine, I’ve lost track of the score.
Every day a new battle --- but its still the same war.

You fight for your space, your pride and your turn.
Here or there win a race, but eventually learn

that it takes all your strength just to stay in the saddle.
Its the same lousy war--- just each day a new battle.  

If you figure it out, about not living to work,

you can laugh at humanity without being a jerk.

But the fact still remains: There’s no point. What's it for?

A new day, a new battle--- and its still the same war.  

You can start new each day with a smile on your face,

but it gets pretty tedious when you can’t get a break.

Better to accept reality and just try not to rattle.

The war’s always in progress--- so be ready for battle.  

A big breath, some focus, then off to the front.

Do some quick hocus pocus, then be ready to punt.

The routine is ongoing, to hell with the score.

Just get thru each days battle, and maybe survive the war.

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