Battle cries

I have decided

To become a Man,

From the boy

That I am.

That,

I will fight

Till the last moment

Until the dusk,

Like a champ.

( And then, like, go home,)

( I have a life, you know)

That,

My last words to you

Won't be the

Terms of my own

Surrender.

If, as they say,

This is war, Love,

I intend to win

Or Go, trying.

Let this be

The clarion call,

The declaration, that

I. Am. Not.

Giving.

Up.

On.

You.