They will 
insult you,
hurt you,
defeat you,
betray you,
injure you,
set you aflame 
and watch 
you burn.
                                           But they,
                                            will not,
                                           shall not,
                                             cannot 
                                         destroy you. 
                                                                                          Because you,
                                                                                                 like Rome
                                                                             were built on ashes,
                                                                                                    and you,
                                                                                          like a phoenix
                                                                                            know how to 
                                                                                                               rise 
                                                                                                              and 
                                                                                                  resurrect.

Golden sun falls through the window,
But you smile is cold as snow,
It seems your summer is on the surface
Hides a winter far below.