Despair is the enemy
It lies in wait to capture me
It ingrains my mind and bones
With it's sullen leaden tones;
But I glean that it is only a test
To see if I can beat the rest
For what is not challenged can never be
The fiery spirit of liberty;
So, think of it as a compliment
One which is truly heaven-sent
You are important enough to try and beat
To see if you can stay on your feet;
To bounce back is a quality rare
One that can restore when nothing seems there
Fight back, over and over again
Until the sun dispels the rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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