Drought
Days of no rain
Sweat to gain
Through the pain
One would fall
Try to rise again
No complains
Your screams, would be heard in vain
Just as the lace goes through the eyelet
Pick your lane, run your race
Be the athlete
Maintain your pace
Be focused, the energy stays
Failure is a myth
When believed, makes you lame
Success is a faith
When practiced, ups your game
Life is a maze
To find one's way is the aim.
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2021
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