REAL STRENGTH
Dr. C. JACOB
The angel in me wakes me up every morn
And bids me write a line for the forlorn,
That may console a soul in distress lay,
And kindles hope to live for one more day.
Great men are strong not by the food they eat,
But by relentless fight against fate;
Hence he bids me tell men now and again,
The strength of mind at times excels a mountain.