Fighter of The Life

Tired...tired...tired.
After such a stress, collisions,
competitions, maze, pollutions,
hard works with all precautions,
a non-believer of safety cautions,
without being admired...
Returning from the 'Zone of Death',
where nothing's love, the love is hate,
the game is life, and he had kept,
his own precious life is bet,
now does he look so tired?
Yes? Then he can't be admired.
Life is like a machine gun
and we're being chased by raging Sun,
but we can get amazing fun,
if we forget to be fired!
We will be the winner, I know,
but we won't be admired.