Strength is not a weight
or a rubber band
not in a Weapon
held in the hand
strength doesn't build a wall
or a tower of reproach
it is an honest laugh
While shadows encroach
I have been weak
I have been very weak indeed
I've seen the writing on the wall
and paid no heed
I've walked back and forth
in this world, walked its breadth and length
taking digs at God
daring him to test my strength
You live to see the strong
in your life grow weak
and far from giants still
our shoulders wait for those who seek
the way of strength with all its twists
that yet bestows its crown
to any that persists
(Tower of Reproach: 3)
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