Everyday life and a sonnet
Life is a journey; living is a battlefield. That’s true. Each passing day is a new battle you’re going to engage with, whether you like it or not. That’s just the way it is. So, from that point of view, life is a journey of everyday battles. But you will be surprised to see and find out that, in spite of it all, you were able to survive, thrive, and continue on waging an indefinite war with what you cannot avoid.
In this battle, winning is not the only thing that should matter but also in how well and gallantly you have fought the fight. But while it takes enough courage to win life’s important battles, the ability to accept defeat is something else (it is a higher form of courage.) You have to deal with both the win and defeat so you could become a better fighter every next time (as there’s always a second chance in life.)
Having been inspired with the idea of such a perspective I had for life, I came up with a sonnet I only wrote this afternoon. Yes, life is a journey of everyday battles and you (each one of us) shall die each day for others to live:
You will die each day for someone to live
If God gives you but so many a life;
Yes, with whatever kind of death to brave:
Natural, sickness, guns, or through a knife;
Your blood shall be the food that nourishes
The weary souls—to those who need it most;
It’s sweeter to die for what one wishes
To bring back, the glory, what has been lost;
The kind of thing to feel when you’re inspired
By such a thing you are destined to do:
Like all of the martyrs known and admired.
You will die for others to live and you.
Death is what the valiant can truly win;Yet, to risk is what the cowards abstain.