Like the Liquor Bottles On My Shelf

16 - Resilience

there is resilience in these bones.
i'm made of stone deep in my core.
i've found my way through paths unknown,
and paved a way to distant shores.

i'm just a man, my soul runs free,
to fly away or stand and fight.
all my pride is dark with greed,
but i've crawled my way back to the light.

so if the heavens open not,
i will roam the desert land,
and claim myself a droughted plot.
at least it's home where i made my stand.