ThisIsMe
Nov 15, 2019

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In a world full of sorrow, 

I will be the light

In a place full of wrongs

I will make it right

When everyone is blind

I’ll keep my precious sight

And hold on ‘till tomorrow

Through troubled day to calming night

 

Something tells me that this ship 

Will not win its final fight

But we pray to distant gods 

That everything will be alright 

It’s a sad and sunken vessel

Rid of strength and lacking might

But forever facing forward

I will not give up the fight!

 

About This Poem

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: North Carolina, USA

Favorite Poets: Charles Bukowski

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one suggestion
last line instead of won't the use of
I will not give up the fight might work better here