Be King and stand strong

Walked in and out

Best regards to the future me

I've stood tall and firm

Ran about against gale force winds

I hear the breeze

Screaming out

"You won't make it"

Yet I tend to fall

...

Hope is diminishing

I hear a voice approaching

"Stand strong an live"

The light is dim

Yet I start to lift a finger

Reaching out

I feel warmth of another being

Slowly strength begins to flow through me...

... Yet again I hear something ...

Calling out "you aren't defeated, it has just begun"

My Conscious ... Could it be ...

...

I rise into glory 

Not to give in, but to fight

The will In me is yet to disappear

I have been given another chance

...

I'll fight and be king

With my people in mind!

- Juan Gomez-Garcia