Hero
In the good times, we were made to shimmer.
In the bad times, we were born to shine.
A hero is not made in contentment,
A hero is simply defined.
He rises like a giant through the ashes.
From a structure the inferno has burned,
The ones that have hit their rock bottom.
Will rise and never return.
It is they, who are born to be leaders,
But for a time, they follow the pack.
The ones that answer their calling.
Stand up and never look back.
Inside us all there is a hero.
The one we were all born to be.
The warrior defeated in battle,
Will rise for the whole world to see.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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