People knock you and you punch through a brick wall.
Darkness surrounds you, you're feeling fear, vultures encircle.
You're in the Lions Den, scared and weak,
There's talk and rumor,
relief couldn't come sooner.
You hope and pray for that day when you're carried and begin your climb, sailing past the far off distant winning line.
The dark mist covers your mind, your body feels inferior,
The weight is heavy, your shoulders collapse,
The journey is extreme, but it is the journey that gives you your strength.
You carried the Globe on your back, now you're kicking the ball to your goal.
You run with zest and determination, things still fly at you, but you've risen to the task,
You slip the negative and remain elevated,
The bullets bounce off and you persist, still motivated.
There's always a way,
Bring on the challenge, bring on the fight,
you're stronger than you think when your back is gotten, you're never forgotten.
The power of the two words,
The power of I AM,
REMEMBER...
when I am weak, then I AM strong.
This is courage, this is resistance, with this you're an inspiration..
Your affirmation must be greater than yourself!
Then anything is possible!
Persist.
