Against the Ropes

Each morning, the beginning of the next round

The fight with life, the hardest around 

It'll beat you, bloody you and hurt to no end

And all you can n do survive and find a way to mend

Your life is what you make of it they say

But we know that  a little luck goes along way 

On a rare day, life retreats and we go on the attack 

But then as we let our guard down, life hits back

In life and in boxing,  landing punches is a must 

Because if we don't, we just end up eating dust 

Sometimes life does knock us down hard 

And while wounds heal, we'll always be scarred 

Like the cutmen in the corner, we have our friends 

We trust and hope that they'll be there till the end

But we can't depend on them cos they fight battles of their own.

So sometimes it's left to us to fight life all alone

We make bad choices and play catch up all the time 

And following our hearts, is truly our only crime 

We will get hurt but we should never lose hope 

Especially when life has us with our backs against the ropes