Fight On - Blog Posts

Please don't give up, things are dark and bleak right now but please don't give up. Everything me seem and feel impossible but there's so much left to fight for. So many to fight for.

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*America, Now*

America, land of fractured dreams,

Where hope is dimmer than it seems.

Once bright with promise, strong and sure,

Now shadows linger, hard to cure.

The streets are loud, with voices raw,

Divided hearts, divided law.

Truth is scattered, torn in two,

While justice falters, lost from view.

The cost of care is measured cold,

A weight too heavy to uphold.

And children, eyes too young for grief,

See futures robbed by silent thieves.

Guns in hands, fear in eyes,

Unseen wounds and whispered lies.

A country built on strength and pride,

Feels splintered now, cracked open wide.

Yet still beneath the hardened soil,

There’s grit, there’s fight, a pulsing coil.

A spark of what it once could be—

A dream that strains to be set free.

America, bruised but holding on,

In every heart, a quiet dawn.

For even through the darkest night,

There’s still a chance to heal, to fight.