Conquer

 

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Frail bones can be broken
Quite simply with a blow,
Unless your thoughts are woven
To be the master of your woe.

Where you bridge the cleft
Between your aim, and self-doubt,
And you’re not burdened under the latter’s heft
As you cross the divide throughout.

When you know it is
You; against the world’s grime,
And you still tread with strong steps,
Leaving your prints in the sands of time.

By: Mustafa Topiwala