Like water, going…
Like air, there, everywhere…
Gentle strength
Will slowly overcome
And overtake
You
Just when you think that
You have conquered…

Like love, forever…
Like trust, silently growing…
Gentle strength
Will finally become a part
Of you
Your greatest asset
Just when you think that
You have been conquered…

Though they hit you
And hit you again and again
Yet they lose always
Because love is the strongest force of all.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.