I’ll Rise
I’m diffident; I don’t work so nice,
But like a star, in due course, I’ll rise.
It doesn’t matter how enormous is the complication’s size,
But like the sun, I’ll rise.
Life is filled with virtues and vice,
But like the moon, I’ll rise
I’ll rise in the dark,
I’ll be strong as tree’s bark.
No matter how vulnerable I’m in crisis,
But I’ll rise like the star rises.
When the whole globe loses its spark,
And my triumphs they’ll hark.
Blisters should not be visible,
I shouldn’t feel miserable.
Eventually I’ll rise,
In the game of luck, I’ll roll the dice.
Being wise,
In the temperature boiling or freezing as ice,
I’ll rise, I’ll rise, and I’ll rise.
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I’ll Rise