The Mission

Humiliating memories
Hone my contrition
.
But strip me bare and I still have
My intuition
.
You could only make a fool of me
With my submission
.
Can only hold a piece of me
With my permission
.
Strength comes from the truth we speak;
Therein lies your attrition.
.
For those past and those yet to come
We will not fail our mission.
.
.
.
I’ll not only walk this path, I’ll lead
That’s my decision
.
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