Crawling against the odds.
Nor wind or Foe can take you off my sight.
Neir fire or water would be able to stomp me down.
And the acid that you drop it's not more than a tool,
to break the chains that were put on me,
to try and break my faith in you.
You may bury me,
bury my heart,
try to contain my soul.
But faith? Faith comes in a seed,
and I've created an entire world out of it.
There's no reason, form or way
for you to drown that out of me.
Hope is my strongest alignment.
It is what my garden is made of,
it is what my home was built in.
You can't take away my soul,
you couldn't even bury my heart,
you will not take my body,
my hope is stronger than that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem