My Moment
My moment has become my torment
My spotlight a cell
In which i stand shocked
Complied and squeezed
With the past,present
And the "what's next?"
All spinning me like a top
Would it ever stop?
Its my moment and it feels great to know
I am at the bottom of it.
Everything seems to be limited
Expect my power and straight
Which is wild and savage
Under my control
My moment! My moment!
It feels great to be here
Good to know that i am on the broken bridge
That can never fall.
Though i tremble and fall
I land on my success
Raising up to its express
And looking back that i was here
I am in my moment
The stage is set
This moment i will never forget
Copyright © Prince Ekpemandu | Year Posted 2012
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