Trial By Fire

Like a stunted shrub, I see trees growing over and above me

A sight that makes me embittered

The stunted growth doctored

By the weeds that lie around me littered

I am feeling sunk, but my hopes are unfettered

One day truth shall see reason

While I pledge to remain unmoved by acts of treason

As forces around me conspire to bring me down

Rise I will like the glorious Phoenix from the ash mound

Turn I will, these Acts of vendetta and sabotagery

By the sinners

Unto themselves as one day my sparrow

Will sing its swan song perched atop the tree of retribution

As splendor and joy shall rise from the depths of sorrow

My patience and moral fiber, I shall protect in high esteem

And I shall hold my self-respect sacrosanct

The swines and low-lives

Who committed the sacrilege of invasion

Despoliating my rich contours of amour propre

Shall be made to pay for reparations

While I hold my head high, with hope in my heart

And walk on through the rain, through the sun

Through the storm, through the wind

Through the fire, through the dark

Till I come out on the other end
One fine day, in God's good time

Victorious and on top of the World

Defeating brute forces of deceit and underhand subterfuge

But till then,

I will walk alone

I will walk barefooted through hell's excruciating tunnels

But I will walk with my chest held high
With hope resurrected in my heart

I will walk proud

With the mighty spirit of combat ignited

And flamed passions, to essay

The comeback I dream of
With valour and fortitude
And an unmalleable backbone, to script
historic acts of comeback and derring-do

Till then,

I will walk alone

I will walk alone