The rattle of battles with life's shackles
Measures we take to save life's treasures
Fears and tears drowning our buckles
Paralysis without catalysis in our pleasures
Overwhelm our perspective
If we lapse into collapse
Perceiving little issues in a subjective
Light that shuts off taps
Which water our creativity
To draw on synergies
To aid the agile activity
In the hippocampus energies
Meant to pave the way for the solution
Most appropriate to the pesky problem
Threatening our existence with dissolution
If we surrender to the defeat emblem
Before we've put to use the best strategy
Intended to make the way clear
Preventing us from growing too edgy
When God declares our victory too near
Unless obstination blocks
Providence
If we beat sorrow strokes
Losing confidence
In the power of faith, belief
Boosted by creed clout
Coupled with reliable relief
We sigh slaying the specter of doubt.
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