In the face of prejudice and pain,
He stands tall, with head held high...

In the land of sun and sand,
Where the world burns hot and bright...

In the dark of night, a silhouette appears,
A man in black, shrouded by his fears...

Pain is a thorn that pierces deep,
A wound that won't let go or sleep...

A fetus is a person, a life yet to be born,
A precious soul waiting for its turn...

There once was a man, strong and tall
With a heart that would never fall...

Beyond the horizon,
Where the sun sets in gold...

Amidst the woods and fields so green,
Nature's beauty can be seen...

A man is like a tree, tall and strong,
With branches reaching up to the sky...

In the darkness of night,
With only stars for light...

Amidst the chaos and the strife,
When hope seems lost, and fear is rife...

A leaf falls softly from the tree,
Drifting gently to the ground below...