Longing For Success
I beckon to success
I roam under this perpetual failure
When will I reach your shore?
Am I success sure?
I cry in excess
For my vain lure.
I pray for the true pour
How do I scale through?
This blur mine to clear
Every effort is a vapour
The elders' words are true
To success is a fear.
Hear my heart's rhythm
My faith last strength
How hard I have tried?
Please read me…
Faint is my health
Label my failure dried.
Crown me, an excellent radiance
A reason to style a dance...
Copyright © Goodness Lanre | Year Posted 2013
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