Your lips will groan and know not gleeful testimonies
That your soul will languish
While your heart fails anticipating
The therapeutic dew to melt your soreness
For so it was said
Your face will mourn and grow pale
With your ecstasies swooped with pungent exclamation
While dressed in the garment of dismay and
lamentation
For so it was said
But now we know
The strength that lurks in your every sweat
For so it was said
But now we know
The courage that skulks in your every breath
For so it was said
A woman, a man
A boy, a girl
A father, a mother
Will neither thrive nor know mirth
Instead, spurred hope against hope
In days all he/she had was to cope
That someday, somehow
His/her spirit may unearth the succor
Draped within her/his very being
In the ambiance of glumness and waning doldrums
For so it was said
But now we know
In you lies the prowess to conquer fear
So the world may behold
The quintessence of your magnificence
And the beauty in your very being
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