If the wind stops blowing on your sails
If the rug is pulled from beneath your feet
If lemons are all the fruits you see
Just don’t let the trials pronounce your defeat
If you find that you are singing out of tune
If your dance is stiff and you can’t move
When you’re blinded by the blow of hidden foes
For there is an end to all of it.
Don’t give in when you want to give it up
Don’t throw down when you need to go lift up
When you’re tempted to hide keep standing tall
For when you’re weak you’ll find that you’re strong.
In the end you’ll sing a different song
In the end you’ll live to live along
In the end you’ll join the joyous throng
For none have imagined glory’s of song.
Juan Castillo Jr.