Don't resign yourself

and think the machinery of repetition
will ruin your dawn with the force of the sun, there
is so much breath and hope in every drop of sweat
which works to mend the soul of forever growing...

do not think that the same, same, same
will bring you down and make you captive
to the slavery of failure
casting nets and making you a trophy
of helplessness
but go and go and see the strength that makes
matches in the air and breathes the silence
of escalating fever, bending.

fight, fight into the first night
and go glorious into the battle, don't
whine and complain endless
but break through into the day unending
fiercely breaking.