The Rebel

With frail body and broken spirit, he rose

Stood in the twilight a while, 

Could not find a path out of the winding way.

Feebly heaved a sigh and dragged himself out of the deep,

Unnoticed unrecognized he crept up to the path 

That promised sunshine.

His undying faith stood by him, so did the love that 

Fluttered dimly in his heart.

Met many a soul who cautioned him 

Of the dreaded dubious trail.

Still, he moved towards his predicament 

Broken, beaten 

With a rebel in his heart.