A bitter pill, we have to take,
For a better world, a future's sake.
A thing we hate, a thing unkind,
But leaves a greater good behind.
It hurts, it stings, it makes us frown,
Yet helps us build, and tear things down.
A thorny path, we must endure,
To make a brighter future sure.
A shadow falls, a price to pay,
To chase the darker clouds away.
A needed evil, we agree,
For what we hope, eventually.
T.M.Solvang
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