The Hard Times Poem by Nkwain Stephen

Hard times drizzle on me,
They splash and pour on me.
The yawning wounds on me I
Fear them not.
The smiley sores too, scare me not.
The dripping darkness of woes
Are tribulative, yet I won't bow.
Yes! I could follow the path
Which fellows of same boat
Had followed and found light.
Yet, I won't follow them.
For neither here in court nor there in heaven
Shall I be pardoned on grounds
That I follow them.
My head is on my palms