The Criteria
As I grow like an unsure plant
I hope to become a giant Oak tree
It seems I do not control the moment
Some have been tramped by heavy forces
My friends have suddenly become tall
As I seek to reach them
They failed to look and to pull up
Some fall down dirtily and fall forever
In education the best I thought would succeed
In education the worst I knew would fail
But the successful is now the Hustler.
The failure is now the millionaire.
I do not know what I am not
But I do know what I am
I have heard of the power of the spirit
To give, to deny, and to withdraw
This is what I have stuck to
Copyright © Hakeem Sotayo Aro | Year Posted 2010
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