Inner Diamond

Dusty, dirty, dark and drab

May all be features you claim to have,

Trailing grime in your wake

As the pressures of the world you take.

But, you are not coal.

You are not fuel to the societal fire.

You are pure carbon,

A fiery ember plucked from life’s inferno.

Under the pressures that you face

Are where wondrous happenings take place.

This is where your diamond spirit was conceived and made.

An inner beauty that will never fade.

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