Mother always said never give up a good fight,
Even as a child as i listed all my fears,
She would tell me to be brave and use all of my might.
And as the years have gone by i have used these wise words as the bright light,
To the tunnel of life, which i have been seeing though blurry eyed filled with tears,
Because i have done as mom had always said, and have never given up a good fight.
So when i was asked what is worth fighting for, my response was simply “whatever i believe is right” ,
And as i said those words it all became clear,
Mother always wanted me to fight for what i believe is right with all my might.
Learning through the trials and tribulations of life has made me hold on to this tight,
And everytime i follow through i hear my mothers cheers,
As i have yet to give up a good fight.
My morals and values have been my guide along with my sight,
To see what is right, Life has given me what i hold most dear,
Those wise words and my immense amount of might.
I will never be drunken with fright,
As i was as a child, for now i have discovered i’d rather be drunken with beer,
And i shall stay guided with those insightful words of a great fight,
My fight for what is right with all of my might.