The Storm by Achaya Walker
With every flower that blossoms
there comes a storm
to knock it down.
When the storm finally ends,
The sun comes out again
and takes away the pain and sorrow.
No more crying of hurt, but of joy.
Don’t let the storm defeat you.
Rise up against it and wait til the sun comes.
With another bright day,
with all the Steep mountains you've Conquered,
and all the storms that were
raised against us, challenges that were met.
Just to get to the brighter side where we all
Instead of giving up on every conflict thrown at you,
rise up and be the change
that you seek.