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Still, We Look Up

We have toiled, 
we have laboured. 
we have launched into the deep,
we wearied ourselves in tempest. 
endangering our lives for filths, 
Our summer too short for relief, 
and the winter too long with pains, 
we bore the shame, the jeers and mockery. 
we met with stiff opposition, 
foes within and more without, 
the deadliest daggers  from home front,
wagging fiercest warfare, 
all the while purloining,  
ridiculed and scorned, 
our soul through many trials faints,
Yet advancing, 
Unyielding,
Unrelenting,
still we look up.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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