I am grateful to my strength
Who has taught me to survive
In the war at home
Where little light shines, there is no such thing as “to thrive”
My feet forced to stand in the mud and cold
Knowing full well gangrene taking hold
Eyes crusted
Lungs on fire
My strength gives the order to amputate
Life is too precious to give in to desire

I am grateful to my strength
Who taught me resilience
In the darkest of times
Who taught me to appreciate the joy
As fleeting as my rhymes
I love the strength I have cultivated
When no one taught me how
The seed planted to rooted
I just didn’t know
How
deep these gentle seeds would sow
I’ll surrender now, sit back
Watch you grow