In English we say “I won’t accept that”
I poetry we say:
In the realm where silence breathes, I stand,
With fists of resolve, made strong like the land.
Whispers of doubt may flutter and sway,
But in the depths of my heart, I declare: nay.
For dreams are the stars, not meant to be dimmed,
And hope, like a river, refuses to be trimmed.
So hear this defiance, a soulful refrain,
“I won’t accept that,” in triumph, I gain.
Each word is a blossom that breaks through the stone,
Resilient and fierce, I will claim what is my own.
Let storms come a-raging, let shadows conspire,
I rise from the ashes, a phoenix of fire.
In the tapestry woven from threads of despair,
I stitch my own story, a legacy rare.
So let them all scatter, my fate now intact,
In the language of courage: “I won’t accept that.”
© virgo Gemini