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Hardship
How
long will
it take,
for this glass
ceiling
to break.
22 became 23
years.
How much more
blood, sweat and tears
must I shed?
Each night,
hardship,
is my bed,
where I
lay my head.
Each day
hardship
is my path.
I endure pain.
I do not
cry.
Instead I laugh.
A life of,
hardship,
to some,
is considered a
curse,
but to me
it is a
blessing
in
disguise…
Hardship presents me
with a challenge
an each,
time
I over come
a challenge,
I learn and grow. |