The soul within me would fragment, flake
and this life, I could not remake
nor find another to mend the aches.
Whenever the foundation beneath you quakes,
your limbs and life, quiver; shake
and the future appears opaque
The strength you have, do not forsake.
I beg you now, turn, face the light
whether you interpret it dim or bright
muster all your will and might
and together, we'll take up the fight.
Copyright, Catherine Young 2011.
