Prosperous Life

When you're left alone

and have to fight your own;

the world seems so large...

the world, it seems so

E

            V

                        I

                                   L.

All survivors...

young and old,

big and small,

through all the falls

Stand 

           T

           A

           L

           L 

            !

Fight 

           S

         T

            R

                O

            N

         G

             !

And Speak

                    L          U

                          O          D  !

To find the truth.

The truth that lies within ourselves...

that we, as a world, can and will 

have a prosperous life

no matter what the circumstance!

 

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