It's not always at fault.
The changes, it did not just happen,
Something keeps disturbing it,
Forcing its way over the mind,
Intrude on one's soul,
Debating one's beliefs.
The firmness then crumbles,
Slowly, painfully, over and over,
Till it falls, along the pride's wall,
Lowered, down to the ground,
Then the question begins in the heart,
What will it be? Should it be?
What choice could it be?
Soon, when bad turn worse,
When noises tried to emerge,
Close the eyes, shut the ears,
Strengthen the heart,
Never once give up,
Reach out to those who knew.
Hold tight to them,
Wake up and reclaim your time,
Heal will come to those who want it,
Push and keep moving,
Build it again, one at a time,
The wall of stronger defense,
A pride to becoming better human!
Written by: fzikuz | 21 January 2022
