Zach Gilkey

The day all was lost — a day won. I could’ve stayed down, But I chose to stand.

Not because it was easy. Because I am difficult. I was made to stand, to build, to mend — this is not my end.

Until then, I’d drifted easy And in that stillness, Decayed my own worth.

Never again will I stand On the sidelines of my life, If I lose it all – it won’t be standing still.