Despised and hated, bittered and battered,

Broke he down like glass pieces shattered,

Fainted he was in the ocean of echoes,

you are stupid, you are a moron,

couldnt he survive the voilent strike,

by the voices made in his head,

he thus, became virtually dead,

shivered his legs, rattled his hands,

he woke in the bright bands ,

a man he saw in a glowing face,

in a fatherly tone he told just to brace,

people will speak, words will strike,

no matter what happens do what you like,

you are an eagle born to fly,

be firm, be strong , you will touch the sky