You are strong.
You are weaker than most.
You meet the face of the
wind and push ahead.
You cry but you go on.
You are heroic but you
are not a hero for you
seek no praise.

This is the you that others
may not see,
for you fit not easily
into grand categories.

This is the you that stands
with your fist raised when
others have long gone
and only you and I remain.

 

5/3/2024