Intuition For Greatness

I'm trapped in this maze that you call space Where skin define every human I close my eyes to dream For I see a colourful future sentforth Where skin can't define any race But for now I can only dream I'm on a race to solve this case Its no doubt that tribulations I'll face But that won't lower my pace I bend my knee and tie my lace For a freedom walk awaits Almighty, grant me sufficient grace Got no armour all I need is glamour East or West I'll hunt this prominent person named success Its not a question of whether am going to make it I won't just make it, I'll conquer it Some will sear and others will cheer All in all this is a quest for success ©Wanjiku Mwaura