the innocence of childhood,
the romance of youth,
the tenacity of age,
are all empowered by the resilience of truth.
the transience of time,
the permanence of sorrow,
yet the will to survive,
overshadows all fears of tomorrow.
the unsung glories,
of the nameless few,
the untold stories,
that will continue to inspire, freedom true.
the tears that remain unshed,
or the quiet smiles that see one through,
on this surreal day of pride and reckoning,
when the world stood still and ….
….. then learnt to move anew.