Unbroken Poem by CONSTANTINE DERINYANG

In the face of adversity's might,
I stand, a fortress, shining bright.
The storms of life may rage and roar,
But I remain, unbroken, forever more.

Like a tree that bends, yet never breaks,
I flex, I adapt, I rise above the aches.
The winds of doubt may howl and whip,
But I dig deep, finding strength to grip.

In the abyss of plunging darkness, I find a spark,
A light that guides me, through the darkest embark.
I hold on tight, to hope's pure hand,
And rise above, such troubled land.

For every doleful fall, I rise anew,
Stronger, wiser, and a heart very true.
I am the master, of my fate's design,
The captain, of my soul's dark mine.

So let the challenges, come and go,
I'll face them head-on, with my heart aglow.
For I am resilient, unbroken and strong,
I am the phoenix, that rises all day long.