Commander-in-Chief

If you feel the weight of world in your back,

If you only see darkness at day,

If you're being bombed by the pains of the past,

don't cry instead you kneel down and pray.

Surrender all the hurt to the heavens

as we are born in an endless battlefield.

The survival is eternal

and the struggle is no illusion; no remedies concealed.

You will be tested not only by time

And you will drown if you'll give up trying to swim.

People can help you get up

yet there are those who wear greed just to win.

The goal is to breathe until you can

and your purpose is to walk and do things slowly,

so that you'll be able to get everything done

in a greater scale, don't run.

Problems will appear like hand grenades

thrown in blindsight,

but remember that there is darkness because there is light.

Your mind can be like mine bombs

when fear and anger tingles from within.

You'll hear war cries and words like guns

and witness puddles of thick blood; hope's going thin.

Bulletproof armors cannot protect you always

as there are things one cannot safeguard

but I know you are tougher than you think,

you're no wimp but a vanguard.

No matter how heavy the world is in you back

no matter how dim everything is

no matter how painful things will be

I know you'll rise, you're the Commander-in-chief of your life.

Photo by Bryan G. Fernandez II