Pressure, like some things u feel, has two sides
It make diamonds, but
It also breaks pipes,
Turns coal into precious stones,
Dull dirth into a gem
it breaks down once sturdy metals
Useless and In pieces, it leaves them
As above, so below, a law written by the divine pen,
Thus as pressure does metals, so it affects men
It can break a man down, bring em
To knees
Yet, it can, as evident, in the greats
Lifts us up, and makes our worth increase
