The force came without showing
and what it brought
was far to much for one to bare
but i came prepared
Im ready and holding steady
growing stronger with every breath
At this time i can no longer step
But holding on is progress enough
Wounded me you have
made it hard for me to breath
And now that im down on one knee
but the battle has just begun
because you see........It's not my only one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem