the good fight



Sometimes fighting the good fight
Looks nothing like a fight. 
It looks like smiling through sad tears, 
Giving more from a barrel near empty, 
Loving further when you can't see how, 
Writing letters
—sheets and sheets—
And then throwing them away, 
Filling each new day with something
—anything—
And enjoying it all. 
Sometimes fighting the good fight 
Is not fighting at all. 
Sometimes fighting the good fight
Is loving yourself enough 
To keep the light on
When shutting the door, 
Closing up shop, 
And running away
Look like winning. 
Fighting the good fight
Is about keeping hope close
And always striving for right. 



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