Sorrow #Q181

“This too shall pass. A new light will grace you morrow.”
Words of cheer strive to lift you from the abyss.
Chronic or ephemeral, dark is the cloud of sorrow.
The art it inspires has no feeling amiss.


Stay Strong, Pal #Q180

Stay strong, pal. Life is naught but a test of spirit.
Give up not. Hope endlessly. For in fighting lies your merit.
Hardships come. Hardships go. What lives forever is the fight.
Life might want to suppress and oppress and depress you, but overcome it with all your might.