Shackles of the Earth

I am in shackles, i am in pains I am in dis array, i am confused I am starved, i am hungry I am sad even when i look happy I am beautiful, ugly is the situation I am age less but age is running out inside me I need to be calm, hard ways are gone.... But guess , Even in my dismay i have realized that the race is not to the swift nor the battle for the strong, nor riches for the wise neither is knowledge for the men of understanding.... Yet! it is time and chance that happens to them all So here i am it is my time do not stop me because now is my chance Be alert! Be wise Roseline olajide