A soft yet beautiful birth
To a pair of loving parents
Full of promise, the babe holds
But wait, none can rejoice
For a threat is fast approaching
And they have no time to lose
If the babe is to make it to adulthood,
then the babe and the parents must run
Over the hills, through the streams, in the tall grasses
They run, and continue across the lands
The threat relents not, for the adversary pursues them still
Many see the babe and parents
Many run to their aid, and many run with them
For they too feel that the babe has a strong potential
A haven is found, and now the babe can grow
Strength, courage, love, wisdom and more begin to show
Now, the babe is a man
Armed with all that he needs
The man turns to face the adversary that chased him for so long
How the man must fight, to drive the adversary out of sight
Dawn turns to day, then dusk, then night
Many moons go by, and fight is not yet over, the struggle goes on
Seemingly eternal
The ones who followed the man as a babe join the push
They know they can not falter, or all they have done
Will have gained them nothing
The adversary grows in power, and seems undefeatable
The man is not running, not anymore
He summons all the strength he can, pushing back with ferocity
Oh! How this catches the adversary off his guard
The man and the followers gain even more ground
But yet, the fight ends not, for the monster knows not when to quit
The man knows they will triumph,
One day they will stand victorious
However, that day has not yet arrived, but one thing for sure
They are not running, not anymore
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