Success On the Move

Success, Success Awaits me, slowly Is it, when my gray hairs would judge me with curses? Is it, when my offspring’s would pay no homage? Or it is, when our folks, would turn their backs into frustration? Let not success come through those doors No! Not at all You’ve shined on the elite; like those in America, Europe, and Asia. What about Africa, and what about me? Success, Success Don’t be static, move! You’ve got to go on and on Don’t be bias, be selfless Go round about.