Lost in the light
Stinging from the fight
Still angry at a friend
Though calm , it feels like a sin
Started the fight
Was I in the right
Laughing in the dark
Laughing in the light
It was all my fault
Though I feel alright
I won’t apologize
Because I was in the right
Won the debate
With a fist in his face
The truth had to sting
Almost as much as my ring
Might of lost my dignity
And a friend’s respect
But some things are worth the chaos
It seems that sometimes fate is hard to predict
You have to stand for something
Or your life means nothing
Sometimes, when you face the darkness alone
You just have to stand
The quiet honor of facing your accuser
Is its own reward
In the silence after the war is won
You have time to wonder if it was worth
The pain you had to endure
When you burned that bridge
Lived in the moment
And….
Lost a friend
To make a point
That right remains right
Regardless of how anyone feels about it

An Original Poem by H.R Beebe