There is honour in the struggle
Of looking the world in the eye and saying
No
No I don't think I will give up just yet
Because I'm more than you think
More than what you're putting me through
I am the things I will do once I emerge
No one struggles without hope
One who is already beaten will lay still
You, fellow struggler, are not beaten
They have not got you yet
You will not win every battle
And some conflicts are not worth getting in to
But for those times, when life insists
That you must not resist
Then, my friend
There is honour in the struggle
Some poems I've had as drafts for a long time. This was a pretty much only a title back from 2014 when I did themed months. It's very different to how it would have turned out if I'd written it back then, curious to know how my style has changed.
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