From dusts, we rise
Like the phoenix, born anew
Our scars tell stories 
Of trials we've endured
And our pains, an experience
Never to be forgotten.

With every fall, we learn
To stand, to rise, to burn
With every mistakes of disappointment 
A new process to learn
To trust still
Even with no hope made present 
Our fears, our doubts, our pain
Transformed into strength and gain

Through fire and flame, we're refined
Purified, strengthened, and aligned
Our true selves emerge
Telling a story of what we saw and conquered
A story that awaits you is mightier than the pains behind you
So rise
A generation awaits you your manifestation!

#KenWrites24