We Struggle And Can Hurt Sometimes

We struggle and can hurt sometimes
But, this is where we gain our strength
Withered and in a state of uproar
Our mettles are being put to the test
We as people continue to push harder
And try to make a brighter scenery
We go through that hazardous fire
In order to reach for the victory

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

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