Survivors

In the depths of darkness, they rise,

With fire in their hearts and determination in their eyes.

They are the warriors, the ones who fight,

For in their souls, resilience ignites.

Battered by storms, but never broken,

Through trials and tribulations, they have spoken.

Their scars tell tales of battles won,

A testament to the strength they have become.

In the face of adversity, they find their might,

Harnessing courage to stand and fight.

Survivors, they are, of life's cruel game,

Refusing to let circumstances define their name.

From ashes they rise, like a phoenix reborn,

Their spirits unyielding, never torn.

Through pain and suffering, they find their way,

Emerging stronger, brighter with each passing day.

They carry within them stories untold,

Of struggles faced and fears controlled.

Their hearts, resilient, beat with hope,

Drawing strength from within, helping them cope.

In their eyes, a spark, a flame so bright,

A testament to their unwavering fight.

They inspire us all, with their unwavering grace,

In their presence, we find solace and embrace.

They teach us the power of the human spirit,

To rise above, to never quit.

They remind us that life's challenges may come,

But in unity and love, we are not undone.

So let us stand together, hand in hand,

Supporting survivors across the land.

For they are beacons of light in the darkest night,

Guiding us towards hope and igniting our own fight.

In their courage, we find our own,

Strength in unity, we are not alone.

For survivors, they embody the power to thrive,

Reminding us that within us all, heroes reside.