What is your cause,
What do you live for, what do you fight for,
What are you willing to bleed for and maybe even die for.
What wakes you up in the morning,
After it kept you up for most of the night,
What fills your mind before you sleep,
What jogs your memory the moment you wake,
Stand on your cause like it’s the floor,
Stand when it’s thick and even when it’s thin,
When you feel like it and when you don’t,
Stare down fear even though your heart is just behind your teeth,
Because if you don’t unravel your cause,
Your life will be of all men, most miserable.