Can you push an elephant through a
needle's eye?
Impossible
Can you catch the air in your fist?
Impossible
Can you stop the dawn from breaking
Impossible
Can you grow lilies in brackish waters?
Impossible
So you cannot blow out in my heart
The shimmering glow of my hope
Through persecution and oppression
Or check my march towards my goal
I will move on, be it on a snail's pace
Slowly and steadily I shall win the race
Mykoul
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