Stretched, exhausted and very tired
Today I rely on strengths from my trials
Though from my job I was unjustly fired
I stand on the strengths from my trials.
Sad, mad, perplexed and very confused
Yet joy overflows, courtesy of all my trials
By my associates and friends I was abandoned
Yet my courage derives from all my trials.
Bruised, pained and very discombobulated
Yet I rise using strengths from my trials
My hope will someday get me all situated
Fueled by the strengths from my trials.
Cashless with nothing left and all alone
I am held up by strengths from my trials
My earthly possessions and money are gone
Left is only the strengths from my trials.
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This one capture the picture of a man's pains painted in words...This one captured a moment when all was gone and life was all about strengths from his trials.