Fighting warrior

I wonder if after all this time,

a part of me will have become evident,

the inestability of objectivity,

giving way to a surface of simulations.

I am not the ideal, it's true,

we are designed to fail,

but we can also fight a thousand times more,

and turn sunsets into sunrises.

I hope that with time,

it becomes even more evident that battles don't relent,

but that doesn't mean we lower our weapons,

we won't lose in this war.

When the moment arrives to freeze time, to halt the ticking,

it's because I'm engaged in the greatest battle of all.