**** The Fighter **** ENOUGH - ENOUGH OH DEAREST LORD ! I TURNED SO WEAK WHERE I WAS STRONG THE URGENT MESSAGE I HAVE TAUGHT FOR FAR TOO LONG , FOR FAR TOO LONG ... I CARRIED ON WHERE OTHERS FALTERED HAVE I NOW LOST , WAS ALL IN VAIN ? THE BLOWING WINDS MY COURSE HAVE ALTERED TOO DEEP THE SORES , TOO GREAT THE PAIN ALONE , ALONE ADMITS THE STORM THE HEAVENS BLACK AND SILENT THE ARMOR BROKEN, BEATEN , TORN THE WAIVES SO HUGE AND VIOLENT I CAN'T GIVE UP , JUST CAN'T DENY THE SIGNS TURN CLEAR AND CLEARER THE TIME IS SHORT , THE HARVEST NIGH THE JUDGMENT NEAR AND NEARER AND BREAKING THROUGH THE THICKEST WALLS MY TREMBLING LIPS MUST UTTER THE URGENT , NEVER ENDING CALLS : TO CHOOSE THE LIGHT AND NOT THE GUTTER ! THE FOOLS WILL PLAY THEIR CRUEL GAME WILL SEEK TO STOP THE WARNING VOICES WILL SCORN AND MAKE THIS SEEM IN VAIN WILL FAIL AND MAKE THE WORSER CHOICES YET FOR AS LONG AS I SHALL BREATHE OH LORD , I SHALL REMAIN A FIGHTER I'LL CRY AND PRAY AND ON MY KNEES MY ACING YOKE TURNS LIGHT AND LIGHTER ... Hans-Guenter Pahl - Nov 1975