TOUGH TIMES DONT LAST TOUGH PEOPLE DO
TOUGH TIMES DONT LAST TOUGH PEOPLE DO
Tough times don’t last, tough people do; Ask the soldier in the line of fire, the smoke in his eyes, the dirt on his face yet he holds his ground and fends of the attack, a hero for his people, a gladiator of valor. Tough times don’t last tough people do. Ask the doctor spending his hours in the operation theater, the patient on the operating table and his beating heart making the difference between life and death. The doctor’s hand twitches and twists,the scalpels shake but the computer keeps beeping and the patient lives to see another day.Tough times don’t last tough people do.The sculpter works his way into the stone,the slightest jerk could waste hours of work but he strikes and carves and forms something nothing short of masterpiece.Tough times don’t last tough people do.Ask the sportsman into the last minutes of the game,sweating from brow till knee and out of breath out of energy he can feel the life draining out of his legs but keeps sprinting till he reaches the goal mark and strikes.the whole stadium goes in uproar and applause ,Tough times don’t last tough people do. The mason who stands making a structure into a house, the heat bears down the blinding sun light scorches his eyes,the weight of the stone bears down on his back but he works and he cracks the stone with nothing short of his will and places it with his strong hands until that once pointed structure is a beautiful residence, tough times don’t last tough people do. And last but never the least the man responsible for the lives of hundreds, the captain putting leagues in between his plane and the ground but the engines burst so he dives to safety but the slightest error could end in bursting flame and the death of dozens of unfortunates. But he breathes and turns until the plane parallels the run way and touches down as swiftly as man can. The flight undamaged, the passengers safe, the pilot the savior. Tough times don’t last tough people do.
My dear
Tough times don’t last, tough people do; Ask the soldier in the line of fire, the smoke in his eyes, the dirt on his face yet he holds his ground and fends of the attack, a hero for his people, a gladiator of valor. Tough times don’t last tough people do. Ask the doctor spending his hours in the operation theater, the patient on the operating table and his beating heart making the difference between life and death. The doctor’s hand twitches and twists,the scalpels shake but the computer keeps beeping and the patient lives to see another day.Tough times don’t last tough people do.The sculpter works his way into the stone,the slightest jerk could waste hours of work but he strikes and carves and forms something nothing short of masterpiece.Tough times don’t last tough people do.Ask the sportsman into the last minutes of the game,sweating from brow till knee and out of breath out of energy he can feel the life draining out of his legs but keeps sprinting till he reaches the goal mark and strikes.the whole stadium goes in uproar and applause ,Tough times don’t last tough people do. The mason who stands making a structure into a house, the heat bears down the blinding sun light scorches his eyes,the weight of the stone bears down on his back but he works and he cracks the stone with nothing short of his will and places it with his strong hands until that once pointed structure is a beautiful residence, tough times don’t last tough people do. And last but never the least the man responsible for the lives of hundreds, the captain putting leagues in between his plane and the ground but the engines burst so he dives to safety but the slightest error could end in bursting flame and the death of dozens of unfortunates. But he breathes and turns until the plane parallels the run way and touches down as swiftly as man can. The flight undamaged, the passengers safe, the pilot the savior. Tough times don’t last tough people do.
My dear