TRIUMPH OF THE SPIRIT

In the past, I was ruled by fear.
But now, I've trained my mind to become a spear.
Like rain drops, my problems keeps piling up.
Like an hyena, I laugh for I shall empty that cup.

I say, I dare.
To my will, naught can compare.
Blocks and rocks, let them come.
I will shove a hole through them all.

My faith is like a mustard seed.
It's growth, no odds can exceed.
Adversaries may plan to make me fail.
But at the end, it will be to no avail.

Though, I may be looked down on, I will still stand tall.
My legs might hit some stones on the way but I won't fall.
My head is heavy and my hands are wailing for victory.
Well, time will come when it will all be history.

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