I wrestle with the not-so-beautiful
I have lived in different shades of
darkness
And under a very common shadow
But the greatness I carry is mine
Because I decided to let it shine
Strangely enough my message of
transformation came
It came at my moment of weakness
and brokenness
But like a frightened child
clinging to his mother
I’m holding unto you
I will not let go of you until the
dark shadows are pass
I refuse to surrender the hope that
beauty could be restored in the midst of ruin
One with wisdom and knowledge
Is the carrier of light in the
darkness
But the enlightened one
Becomes the light himself
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