I fought and lost.
I screamed but nobody heard.
I tried to do good but it turned out bad.
I planned my strategy and there were many,
But when the battle started, there were none.
I prepared my weapon and it backfired on me.
I finally gave up and lost all hope.
Then I broke down and prayed to God.
It turns out I lost the fight, but it made me stronger.
My screams were heard, even when I was silent.
And when you try to do good, then it is good.
If your weapon is God's love, it will pierce the heart.
Gino
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