Problems (Poem)

The problems were a storm that required so much strength,

They sometimes combined and became like a tornado,

Sometimes I felt that I didn’t have the strength,

Yet I didn’t run away from the storm and tornado,

I didn’t run no matter my level of strength.


I knew my problems wouldn’t go away if I ran,

So I let the storm and tornado knock me around,

I probably wouldn’t have gotten far if I ran,

Facing my problems eventually helped find a solution that stopped me from being knocked around,

I might have gone in circles if I ran.


Still I couldn’t face all the problems together,

I had to face the problems one by one,

Even if I wanted to face my problems together,

It couldn’t be done,

The best solution was found by solving them separately instead of together.

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