Perseverance: From Renaissance Italy to the Modern Age

I'm falling down a rabbit hole,

and I can't see the end.

My life is spiraling out of control,

But I won't give in.

 

I'll follow my yellow brick road

to whatever end.

Be it death or happiness

I won't give in.

 

The wardrobe that takes me to a new world

Can challenge my will to the end,

But do not ask me to succumb to your whims

For  I won't give in.

 

A blue police box travels through time

Through a vortex that doesn't end.

So regardless the era you may describe

I promise I won't give in. 

 

I may be lost in a forest

And the path may have no end

So even if you take me to Hell and back

I won't give in.

 

My path appears to go on and on

Never seeming to stop

So dare me as many times as you want

Because I won't give up. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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