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"Adversity" by Nakka (11/1/03) this poem is not dedicated helping hands, smiles and laughter, or happy times this poem is not dedicated to men of faith or men of honor-- nay, they've been praised enough nay, this one is dedicated to the pall that hangs over the sun, testing its mettle for any man, uncontested, can win this one's to you, the ones I hate to love yet still, I must acknowledge this one's for those who are a taint on the earth the ones whose hearts and souls are black this one's for those who would lie and deceive, bully and banter, slit throats and slander who would love to see us in ruins the evil in you stirs the demons in our souls and when the times are rough will we have the strength to still stand tall? can we resist you and still maintain who we are, what we stand for? love is a nice thing-- will it endure? honor we uphold-- will it stay pure? faith is not proven until it's not easy and friendship and kinship-- their bonds are the strongest when truly tested so hurt us, harm us, unmock us, destroy us unravel us, unsettle us, slander and kill us with my words to you, I beseech: show us our mettle for if we cannot stand amidst you, the storms, then perhaps we were not so great after all so teach us who we are: for you among all others show us our own true colors Click here to return to timeline |