Fight

Photo By Chris Gold From Flickr , Used under a creative commons licence

Though my dreams may turn to dust,
I know I won’t stop dreaming.
And Though they say I’ll turn to rust
I know I won’t stop trying.

For I am made of carbon fibre,
Not of brittle steel.
Never satisfied with failure
And I know the wounds will heal

Until I win, I’ll keep on fighting,
Fighting day and night.
And I’ll never care about the times I’ve lost,
When Victory is in sight