I will survive, like I always do…
I’m down and out but still about
My silent wounds still do shout
My energy is sapped but will lives
I may be tired yet ask, ‘what gives?’
In adverse tides, I learned to lay low
In kinder instances, I learned to grow
I learned to imbibe from all around
Yet remain rooted to the ground.
I know I’m still of much use to you
My pain, I attribute to just a few
And though your practices, I abhor
I vow to shelter and shield you, for
I will survive, like I always do…
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