I fight a battle every day
Against discouragement and
fear;
Some foe stands always in my
way,
The path ahead is never clear!
I must forever be on guard
Against the doubts that skulk
along;
I get ahead by fighting hard,
But fighting keeps my spirit
strong.
I hear the croakings of Despair,
The dark predictions of the
weak;
I find myself pursued by Care,
No matter what the end I seek;
My victories are small and few,
It matters not how hard I strive;
Each day the fight begins anew,
But fighting keeps my hopes
alive.
My dreams are spoiled by
circumstance,
My plans are wrecked by Fate or
Luck;
Some hour, perhaps, will bring
my chance,
But that great hour has never
stru
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