I am a soldier, a knight of the crusades, a battle is over and I am battered and bloodied but not bowed. Dirt covered I kneel, resting on my blood tarnished sword and in this moment I contemplate the battles ahead, for I know there will be many before this war is over. and I now know that this war will not cease. As I age the battle becomes more tedious and the fight harder, but I know also that I must strive further, concentrate longer, double my effort, for my opportunities will be fewer and my victories will be shallower. This is a battle of life of employment and only I can fulfill the goal.
