A friend shared this poem on Facebook. I’m heading into a day of media blackout but I thought I’d share first. http://chaninicholas.com/2017/01/a-battle-cry-we-were-made-for-this/

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We were made for this.

Born for this. Brought into being for this. Have no choice but to be sturdy enough for this.

We were made for this.

Forged in the fires of this. Created in the image of this. Blessed by the knowledge of this.

We were made for this.

Because it has come to this. Because we choose to come to this. Because everything that has been passed to us has been for this.

We were made for this.

We are clear and we are wedded to this. For better. For worse. To have and to hold for all the days of our lives. We are in this to win this.

We were made for this.

Too many lives have been lost for this. Too many dreams smashed for this. Too many families, homes, counties, countries torn apart for this. There is no choice but this.

We were made for this.

We know that the only thing that truly matters is this. No money. No power. No praise. Nothing outweighs this.

We were made for this.

You can rearrange the world. Say up is down. Harm is harmless. Good is your god. Evil is ours. Your right is our wrong. But you are wrong. We were taught this.

We were made for this.

You can edit the alphabet. The bibles. The scriptures. The laws. The testimonies. We will still be here. On this. Immovable from this. Relentless in this. Loving this too much to let you take this.

Because.

We

Were

Made

For

This.

And this was made for us. There is no way for you to keep us from this.

We were made for this.