ResiliencyResiliency by Stopsel
I am the mother who has lost her child,
I am the father whose efforts don't feel worthwhile.
I am the child who has learned to still smile,
The young woman fighting to make the extra mile.
I am hope, and peace, and a growing light,
I will help you get up, brush yourself off and fight.
I am the last, growing strand of your waning might,
I am the promised dawn at the end of the long, hopeless night.
So, get up and stand, let your light shine through,
To the world that is watching, and waiting for you
To give up, give in, sit down, and let the darkness win.
There is still love and peace and hope and life,
Don't give up, because there is an ending to your strife,
Though the world expects you to finally sink in the knife.
Meet the new, dawning day with head-strong force,
Set your mind to, stick with, and finish the course.
Look, the sun now rises.