Of past victories and falls
I chose to remember
Life’s turbulent progression
When hit by emotion's aggressive waves
Caught in the storm of indecision
Fighting to shelter
To hide from the hailstones called compromise
A crisis of my mind that
Often clouds my vision
As a vague image of my future
Apprehends my conscience
My collection of recollections
my burden to carry
My burden, yet still my weapon
For when I face the adversary
construing itself to be fate
These recollections
My shield and spear of destiny
And I stand great
Above all
From generations of recollections
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