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With My Black Cap I Become the Apex

Reaching for the stars
My enemies were tired of me winning
Now they can’t smile at me so
They try to keep me a mile away
They want to spin my life in another direction
But this is hilarious 
Because I am victorious through all the deceit!

They counted me out of the equation
But with my mathematical skills 
I multiplied and divided the real from the fake
I took the seal of precision and 
Took the decision to stand against my enemies!
In secret, they were heartless with their words
But I have no time to mince my words
So I took the essence of poetry and rinsed myself off
Remembering that they counted me out but
With my black cap, I become the apex
Reaching for the stars going beyond the galaxy!

Mark Frank

Copyright 2022
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Tor Avatar
September 18, 2022 at 8:29 AM
Mark you are an overcomer. One step ahead of your adversaries. Thanks for sharing, and keep on overcoming...
Maximus Avatar
September 18, 2022 at 10:19 AM
Thank you Michael. I appreciate your words...
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