Stand
When dark clouds bring an outpouring of tears on your parade
When glorious dreams and plans have been delayed...
STAND
When the evil eye stares you down
When deep-seated hatred tries to turn that smile into a frown...
DO STAND
When thieves and knaves come for a seizure
When inciters come to disrupt your leisure...
PLEASE STAND
When there are no claps or applause
When the breath of exhaustion breathes on your neck, urging you to pause...
BY ALL MEANS, STAND
And remain standing in spite of__
Because all help comes from the most high above
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2023
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