Keep living,
not because the pain is small,
not because the hunger is imagined,
not because the system is fair,
not because tomorrow has sent you a guarantee,
but because your breath is still a protest,
your courage is still a weapon,
your survival is still a testimony
that hardship did not bury you.
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Author:
Arabella (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 9th, 2026 13:07
- Category: Sociopolitical
- Views: 6
- In collections: Arabella's World.
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Comments1
The struggle of life in this poem. Nicely written
Thank you.
You are most welcome
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