I was just a boy when the storm hit,
Back in 2009, my world split.
I lost both parents in the blink of an eye,
And from that moment, I had to learn to survive.
At first, I thought family would be my shield,
But then came 2010, and reality was revealed.
My own sister, the one I called home,
Turned her back, left me all alone.
At that point, I felt like I had nothing left,
Yet somehow, I had to take the next step.
One door had closed, but another was near,
Because even in darkness, hope can appear.
That’s when Edison stepped into my life,
Although we shared only a father, he stood by my side.
He didn’t have much, but he gave what he could,
And for the first time, I felt understood.
Still, life was tough, the road was steep,
But through every struggle, I refused to weep.
Then, just when I thought I had reached my end,
Compassion knocked, like a long-lost friend.
Through their kindness, I found my way,
With every lesson, I saw a brighter day.
Little by little, step by step,
I climbed from nothing to more than I dreamt.
Fast forward, and now I stand,
Not as a victim, but as a man.
From zero to hero, I tell my tale,
Because no storm can make my spirit frail.
So, if you ever feel lost in the fight,
Remember, pain doesn’t mean the end is in sight.
Every trial, every tear, every fall,
Is just a steppingstone, after all.
From grass to grace, from dust to destination,
God turns struggles into a strong foundation.
Keep moving, keep trusting, keep pressing on,
Because after the night, the sun will be born.
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