Rubble

From the rubble of our past

Keep us up

Overcame struggle

Showed death I’m not afraid

Overcame fear

Dying to myself for you everyone morning

We make the same mistakes only to learn from…..

Come out of your own rubble

There’s already a fight in you to overcome

Says the man, “death as been defeated”

To short of a life to not conquer

Or to long of a life to not be known

What’s the point of being silent

Then nothing as been lived, but feeling alive until your on your own death bed

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet
12/12/24

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