Struggle
Struggle,
we struggle each and every day
we get upset
angry
even cry in our very own bed
Struggle is like being a mighty lion
with nothing to eat
You are so worthy
so capable
yet you sit under a tree
starving, panting, moaning
You must think to yourself
I am a lion
I am hungry
I am a king
This is no time for struggle
This is a time for success
This poem is about:
Our world