WE WON'T BE BROKEN
We weren't made and we won't be broken by a privileged man
The difficulties of this year should have brought to our knees, but by grace we still stand
We distanced ourselves. We sacrificed, lost loved ones, endured hate
But by reacquainting ourselves with the fight, the protest, the vote
once again we're masters of our fate
So even though the struggle is real
and some leaders have let us down
God bless the everyday hero, frontline workers, and first responders, on the ground
For fear is a treacherous enemy wishing to devour all who stumble near it
But it has never, ever, been a match for the resilience of the human spirit
T.C
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