In a gazing stare he sees the future,
The hardships and pain one has to endure...
His future, His hardships....his pain!
All on display... All to take his aim...
The dire hour shows but one flaw,
A space of truth in a glimpse he saw.
Attracted by the dim light,
That sheds hope through the darkest night.
His eyes open... as if for the first time...
No more tears... not one whine.
His strength renewed, firm, steady
As some fighter he stands ready.
He sees his future...
The hardships and pain he has to endure.
He sees of what they're made,
But now...Now he's not afraid!
Now he knows...
Now he rises.
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