I'M a Billionaire

I escaped her coil
Her incessant boil 
Back into the soil
Stronger than ever like a pole
Buried like a piece of cole
Alone and blinded like a mole
Digging for gold with my nail(s)
From life’s endless anaconda toil
And into the world I can rule
One of seven billion soul(s)
With so many hands to catch me when I fall
So many ears to hear me when I call
So many eyes to help me see my goal
I can never fail
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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