The Urban Move

To array or gamble, we hustle or stay

To which is our lifestyle, we show on what we avail

Never to exceed the full profit, on what we accomplish

But another lesson learned, to which we found astonished

Later on, we see this, but a struggle was its purpose

A long hard battle won, but we wondered when it will be done

A small example, on an individual platform

One small person, which showed no remorse emblem

A price paid, though we live to see another day

Scorned in chipped fashion, showing no love for past redemption

Only the renewal of the soul, in which a fortune of loss time for future prevention

Walking forward, to where our next conflict rise onward

No matter who's in the way,

We struggle all the same, but yield not to their suffixation at bay

We walk strong, until the day is done

To where our goal has reached the limit,

And beyond our limit is where we see the new light,

Now, we own the fight!!

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