Among them allthink of how
Among them all
think of how they all walk, talk, and even breathe.
Who am I?
Think of how to cover your ears,
or listen and stand with them.
If you have this name,
he would always tell me
that the brain leads further
than the legs ever will.
You are a fox.
That name if full of determination.
Living the same lives, they are live mice.
They multiply without ever
stepping forward.
Such a name my father loves,
he was a hard working man,
who feared to stand up.
He was a stone wall,
never taking the opportunities to demonstrate
how brilliant he really was,
time has passed and he has risen,
but time is now his worst enemy.
If you have a name like this
your soul has been crushed.
The kids are all that's left.
Flames are consuming the flowers,
bushes are beautiful too.
I am,
an independent girl
who struggles, but will push through
there is no such thing as giving up.
I am real power!
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