_ _RESILIENCE
The brighter day was made dark
It seemed disappointment was my birthmark
I looked up to the sky
But what I saw raining was hell
Home could no longer harbour my burden
Well-wishers had long abandoned me
Nature was at loggerheads with me
In fact, I was seen as communicable hoodoo
I fastened my head to the ground
But my sight was stampeded
My whole being was reduced to nothingness
By vibrant terror forces beneath my feet
I gathered the broken hopes and turned to the west
Hoping from the universal Deus shall come my rest
But the antagonistic forces at his behest
Displayed my emptiness beyond the ‘no-glory-forest’
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