The Currency of Determination

In the annals of time, through fire and strife,

resonant vibrates stories of those who rebuilt their life.

From the ashes of wars, to unforeseen disasters and the weight of despair,

They rose like the phoenix, gasping for air and like the sun stretching vehemently over the sky during winter.

The Great emotional storm, a world turned gray,

Families survived on less each day.

With patched-up shoes and weary hands,

They planted gardens, searched for shelters, reclaimed the land.

In the '60s marches, fists raised high,

Dreams of freedom touched the sky.

Through hunger and fear, they stood their ground,

And the echoes of justice still resound tenacious.

The pandemic years; so recent, so raw—-Showed a strength we didn’t know we saw.

Empty streets and silent cries, ventures closed.

Yet humanity learned to improvise.

These stories whisper to hearts today,

Struggling souls in the fray dark.

Financial storms and bodies frail,

But determination will prevail.

Turn your pain into bricks, build a way out,

Every setback’s a seed; let it sprout.

Hold fast to your dreams, they’re your gold,

Even when the nights feel bitter and cold.

The currency of determination is clear—

It’s courage, resolve, and wiping a tear.

It’s grit in your soul and fire in your eyes,

The will to succeed, to rise and rise.

So stand up, weary but strong,

The road is tough, the journey long.

History tells us: this too shall pass,

Your spirit’s unyielding, like tempered glass.

Let your story be one they tell,

Of how you faced the tides that swell.

In 2025, you will redefine,

What it means to thrive, to shine, to climb.