Oftentimes I feel like an island in the sea
Especially when the storm waves are high
And there is no bright cloud in the sky.
We struggle with issues, prejudice, insecurities and fears.
We feel our friends are only people who we call friends
Whenever they have needs we care enough to meet.
There will always come a point in our lives
When we must face our world alone,
It happens to me, it happens to you too
So, we must find inner strength and the will
The will to accept and resist
The wisdom to know when to yield and when to persist
The strength to overcome our strength’s weakness
Find ways to quicken and awake our spirit’s fire
For in the garden of Gethsemane it could be horrific
We must be strong, be confident and be caring and eternally forgiving
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