The Human Spirit In A Bowl Of Soup
. One can try to break it if it belongs to another,
It’s hard to be broken and impossible to smother,
It’s born within a baby and stays til the end of life
It is mostly intangible but it's qualities do run rife.
It drives us to try, when winning can’t be achieved
It helps us to accomplish feats hard to be believed.
It’s the overwhelming fire inside that gives us drive
It’s the mindset to perform, to create and be alive
It can overcome heartache and longstanding pain
It’s the urge to get up and try again and again.
You will not learn about it, in Biology class
Its not made of skin, bone or even brass
No exercise known will make it grow
Always inside us, an inner glow,
It can get stronger day by day
It’s strength, it will display
You can’t ever see it and will never hear it
It’s one of earth’s wonders, the human spirit.
The Human Spirit. Judged 24th September 2022
Contest Name Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance
Sponsor Constance La France
Resubmitted 4th December 2022
Shared 2nd Place
Copyright © Wendy Horder | Year Posted 2022
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