My soul is strong
My heart limitless
The body may complain
Yet we drag it along

A world filled with hatred
All are living in fear
Afraid to say anything
Afraid of who might hear

But courage survives
And truth still remains
Often afraid to speak it
Against a general distain

Words are words whispered
And truth is always truth
Rarely are they the same
Mostly in those we hold aloof

Stoic Poetry


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