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Rocky is Dad, Dad is Rocky

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
But do not let your spirit wane,
Wage war with your agile mind,
Let your flame thrower eyes conquer the pain.
 
Rocky Dad, climb up off the canvas,
Get back up on your feet,
We do not throw in the towel,
We do not do defeat.
 
Navigate the chasms of hurt,
Pilot through the storm,
Assassinate the saturnine imposter,
We are invincible, we are the strong.
 
Many people are afraid to dance,
Remember that YOU are not!
You can out-jive the devil,
Teach the moon to fox trot.
 
While sad hearts continue to beat
The brusing can diminish one's drive,
But we don't bow to sadness,
We endure, we reload, we thrive.
Written by BITS (Butterfly in the Storm)
Published | Edited 24th Jun 2023
Author's Note
My Da is in constant pain lately. The joys of aging. This will make him grumble, then smile.
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