For I trust Lord

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For I trust Lord…

I am standing right here,
Firm and strong.
Proudly carrying all my
Beautiful scars along.

Each scar bears a
Long  and hefty story.
Though they seem ugly,
But gave me the glory.

Tired I may look,
But that's surely I'm not.
Rest I may take… but quitting?
Not even in the thought.

Winning is the nutrient,
I am nurtured with.
You can feed me to lose?
It's your sheer myth.

They  try to shackle me up
And crush me like a twig, but
 now nothing can cease me,
'cause I'm born to make it big.


Come, give me more wounds!
I shall still "stand still".
Let the wounds leave the scars
For they make my will "strong will".

Mediocity doesn't suit me,
Zenith is for which I strive.
Don't care if you can't handle me,
Just go, get a life.

I can live tough days and nights,
and can walk a sharp sword.
I shall dwindle not by an inch,
For I trust the gracious Lord.


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Sonam B Saluja 

Director

 Beyond all Barriers
www.beyondallbarriers.co.in
Email: sonam@beyondallbarriers.co.in
sonam.slj@gmail.com
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