conflict and strife encircle as a whirlwind seems to violently fling us against that wall and this, threatening to steal the very life from us
conflict, strife and tragedy often feel like that whirlwind…fear grips us, anxiety follows in hot pursuit and, lest we be vigilante, we could easily fall
for the many who know where their true strength comes from, the Most High , overcoming is the track on which we race and the finish line waits as a beacon before us
mankind is born to trouble, says the holy scriptures, but we find in the very same scriptures, the formula for victory
Faith is the victory and peace shall, afterwords, endure to the end
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Hoping to greatly improve my writing. This poem, hopefully, will encourage someone somewhere!