.[The Fight Lost]
Oh
fate, cruel fate that unyielding so allowed for as I look back in dismay at our species I ask, what hellish mortal instincts are these that to mans power, fame and cruelty she attracted seems while his honesty, wisdom and loyalty all go past unseen and then what of men, that worse instincts must hold to see only her outer beauty and dark silent mystery
But I, what know I, who in the battle knew too late and three times over against such instincts foughtfor she loves not the same displayed in a man only to confidence, strength and fame driven and I, none of these by almighty destiny, was given
...finding compassion and understanding, solely her domain
And so as the long battle slowly draws to an end he wryly asks; what was the cost and what have I lost must time and again, close by such a one endure and feel in the heart such a burning fire to incite me in pain and anguish to cry out; kill me now, that unwittingly have lost the fight!
................. . . . ~7th August 2002, Seth Judd