In the face of nothingness
We are a reality.
In the face of absence
We are a presence.
In front of the blank paper
We are the stroke.
In the face of rushing matters,
We are a breath of life.
In the face of barbarity,
We are a bastion of civilization.
In the face of facts,
We are a dream.
In the face of folly,
We are concreteness.
In the face of doubt,
We are destiny.