The Price and the Prize
5
Fallen down
Till you tasted soil?
Eureka, sing with me
You never will fall further
Till you dig a pit
4
You dig it in
It's dust to dust
You quit the pix
Its dust to rise
3
Wait not, weep not
Dust must rise
That's the price
2
Once you rise
That's the Prize
1
Action!
Copyright © Peter Onyancha | Year Posted 2020
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