If life is unfair, a roll of the dice,
fairness may be inherently a trick,
loaded dice to win a game of craps, strong
in body and mind shows muscles aren't mice.
Fight for what you believe, fight for your dreams,
enter each battle ready for the thick
indefensible scrum, to find the wrong
side winning every time, does power make might?
Unfair is life, to hear civilian screams
never-ending, on a loop in his head.
Forgetting what he saw or heard, the real
art of war, to sleep soundly in his bed.
If he wakes up screaming, what does he feel,
reality slipping into the night?
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