Tonight i wish to scribble
About all the troubles that dribble
Onto my life of healed scars
That have gone through endless wars

I have fallen and risen
To have a glimpse of the horizon
Of a new day that can summon
Rays of hopes to live upon

Struggles have made me strong
From my tears i built a well
To satisfy some lost souls' tongue
I quench their thirst before bidding farewell

I am fulfilled to have become what i am
Lover of the poor, disabled and miserable
I have suffered to be able to help them
Rise above all by not being vulnerable.