This Struggle

The sun comes up,
Breaking the dark and cold night.
Today marks the beginning of a new day,
Every breath is added into history's pages,
Movement in her books,
And action in her binding.

It was always said,
The dark marks evil, the light marks good,
Togetherness marks community,
And friendship marks forever.

I carry the light of the world
In my heart;
I carry the evil of the world
In my nature,
Yet when I walk the earth-
For every step I take,
Every breath I make,
this struggle abides within me.

Every piece of history
Is added to my breath.
Every book set forth
Creates movement.
Every strict binding in me
sets action in my steps.