Unconquerable Soul

Circumstance have long weathered me.

My feeble frame rocked from side to side.

I have felt the clutch of sorrow and pain.

I was afraid but never cried aloud.

Under the browbeat of chance, my hands have been sweaty.

I searched for that place of somnolence.

To end the loom of clouded days.

Menace of the years have not left me without scar’s, with wounds that healed over time.

No matter how hard the road.

How uncertain things may seem.

I stand strong with my unconquerable soul.

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