Standing up

 Standing up

Standing in the ocean 

Resisting the pull of the current 

The push of the waves

The temptation to choose sides

Makes it clear that there will always be

Boundaries but these change

Often times.

Do we have  to define

For this game

Winning or losing?

Would you rather be the wave

Hitting the shore

Or the shore opposing the wave

Will you keep coming 

Back seeking justice?

You win in the morning 

And you loose in the evening

Fairly the same territory 

And who, tell me who cares

About winning this fight 

And who gets the glory

Choose to rejoice in the chance

If you still happen to stand up

And observe the flow of 

Inexhaustible forces

In a battle or dance

Where the game has no winning or losing