In the heat of the battle, the words we speak
Can cut deep and leave scars that never heal
But in the midst of the fight, we must seek
To find the strength to rise above the steel
Our mothers, the ones who gave us life
Can be the ones who bring us strife
But in their anger, we must see the strife
And learn to rise above the knife
For in the cruel world we live in, love
Is a rare gift that we must learn to prove
To keep our hearts open, we must be strong
And fight for what is right, all day long
So let us embrace the fight with our mothers
And use it as a chance to grow and discover
The strength within ourselves, to live our lives with love and courage, we'll find our way so I take on this challenge and even if it hurts I hold the sword ready to fight and defend for what I know I'm worth
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Author:
Santajah Douglass (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: There are things you must go through and things you must discover and things you must overcome but in this world it's not all sunshine and rainbows and I refuse to tell you that it is. And in a cruel world or a new world sometimes blood is no thicker than water even the ones you hold close have the power to hurt If you let it in. So be careful with your choices and be careful with your words know who you can trust and be faithful to yourself and what you know.
- Category: Sad
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Excellent work.
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