To be brave.
We are all born afraid.
Our first moments in this life
are not filled with hope.
We are afraid of what lies ahead
with not courage
As we age the fear doesnt leave.
we stand trembling.
We watch evil occur,
and we are afraid we will stand
alone.
Why can't we be brave
were it counts?
Why can't we stand for
the right?
If I could change one thing,
I would make the world brave.
Brave to stand in the right, even if alone.
Brave to speak the truth in a world of lies.
Brave to carry the cause to wherever it needs to be.
Brave to make this world what it should be,
and not be content with what the world is.
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