One day
The sun will smile on me
And Mud be the only stain
To remind me that rain
ever poured over me
Heaven knows no shadow
My Angels will witness
Their son grow
And toast to success
One day
That black academic gown
Will move to my heart beat
The world to bow down
To Abazali's tears and sweat
Time will acknowledge my mistakes
And applaud the sacrifices,
The late night cries
And silent prayers.
One day
I'll stand taller than my dreams
Peace on my palms
Like I've never tasted the earth
And dared the very notorious death
To an extreme fist fight
But at bell sound
My ambitions will take flight
And fly higher than a stoned mind
One day
I'll say I made it
Bruised and tired
I'll say I survived it
I may have once failed
But My very short story
Knows Victory.
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Author:
Ofentse Victorious Thomas (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
to Aspire, in and of itself
is half the battle, overcome
(in my humble opinion)
may fate be kind to you dear Poet
I wish you the very best!
thanks for sharing
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