When The Going Gets Tough Poem by Gerry Legister

When the going gets tough from trading
The winds that is pushing at your arch back,
Down into where worse hurricanes come blowing
Hardest attack against the tide betwixt jagged rock.

There you drop anchor and wait in the weary track,
Some pray for a miracle falling upon weary knees,
Lent between sky and trees lift burden from their sack,
And wade in haste; find the place of comfort and ease.

Have you felt in your soul stings as bees from angry host?
And things got worse when the going gets tough,
Instead of victory you are in a battle to make the most,
Hold fortitude, for the terrain you take may go rough.

The risk mist finds blisters in the midst of the storm,
You want to know what to do when you had enough,
If you try to hide under your arm secrets with charm,
It will pleasantly ignite the flames of illustrious growth.

Those warnings, warm the deepest veins in acute sorrow
As frozen relationship in aisles make vows in flames of ice,
Friends will unrolled the archive scroll you did not know
And show you where to go past monumental advice.

Leave memories in ghost shade with grace the tears
the howling air formed bare in crest fallen dilemma,
Life seem empty rushed in layers of fine liars
The fiery flares flung the night into darker lava.

finally see the task you face when the going gets tough,
Ascribe hope without the banner becoming your anchor,
A mind to cope erase the fate that hid the crafty truth,
Cast your gazing eyes dried and find over your shoulder