My first poem on this blog. You can find some older ones here.

It is a war we come to fight
Some of us call it life
In it some get off light
Some face a deadening strife

Yet we want to live it all
Not leave it midway through
Sometimes we rise, at times we fall
It tiltillates us like a shrew.

It is fun at times to fight this war
Till we reach its sudden end
To live it well we hold no bar
Let's enjoy this God-send

War they say has no winners
In this case it isnt so
Here all win all become stars
Every dog has his day before we go.