Beating A Hasty Retreat

"When defeat is inevitable, it is wisest to yield" ~ Quintilian

There are times that test our credibility and integrity as who we are.

There are times that the Hard and Awful Truth comes and pulls us back from the dreams that we lull in, to knock some sense into our already thick skull, that we are still essentially powerless over things, and that without proper preparation and dear God's Grace, we are reduced to meek, sitting targets on the vast battlefield, alive but until when? When things turn against you, would you have enough strength and willpower to push forward, despite your zero arsenal?

Is lost hope recoverable? Or do we allow it to sink into oblivion forever?

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