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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457823" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>True Strength</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember as a little boy, the enraptured awe<br>I felt when I thought of my Father, and how strong he was; <br>Sadly, my eyes were not trained, so that's all I saw<br>And thus, believed him a heroic figure, because<br>Of same-yet, I was so sadly mistaken! <br>My Father was not a hero, nor was he truly strong-<br>He was a coward, and I am sorry he has taken<br>So much, from so many-and that he did it for so long! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, as a man, I know the essence of true strength-<br>It is the ability to remain resolute in your conviction, <br>No matter the consequences imposed, no matter the length<br>Of suffering endured-this is real life, not fiction, <br>Or make believe-here, pain is very real; <br>True strength is the endurance, to endure that which you feel, <br>Inside, at the thought of all the pain endured-<br>The ability to realize that, his untimely death cured<br>The weakness he tried to hide frrom the rest of us, <br>He took so much through cowardice, but not the best of us-<br>We have nothing, about which to be ashamed, <br>The monster I called my Father, is the only one to be blamed! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Maurice Harris,28 August 2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maurice+Harris">Maurice Harris</a><div class=q>
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I felt when I thought of my Father, and how strong he was; 
Sadly, my eyes were not trained, so that's all I saw
And thus, believed him a heroic figure, because
Of same-yet, I was so sadly mistaken! 
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