But it's the only way.

The world is a heavy weight

to bear on ones two arms

legs strained with a lunge gait

neck and back directly in harms

way.  but it's the only way.

 

You carry your sins

those things you did wrong

through your defeats and wins

and because you're strong:

You regret.  but it's the only way.

 

You'll find you're not alone

in these most troubled of times

everyone has their own globe

on shoulders held high 

above their heads too.  

but it's the only way.

 

You'll have trials and tribulations

things that get in your way

and you won't want to get up and go again

but it's the only way.

but it's the only way.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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