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I wait
not for what man can give,
I never
spared a care anyway.
Cause what
a man can give,
A man
can take away.
And I will
not be relieved
Of the
gift I received.
On my
two firm feet
I will
stand above the elements of defeat.
And conquer
a cavalry of conceit.
But in
the meanwhile, I will not be subjected by limits.
And until
my glory is complete,
My valiant
struggles will be replete,
And my
prophecies ain’t gon’ deplete.
Thus, I
thrive like a seed
Planted
by the seven streams.
My tide
will neither ebb nor recede.
Instead
I will multiply like reed
Beside the
Nile till all eyes crave to read
The memories
of the myself of me,
And righteously
covet my dream.
Cause I
intend to exceed
Every single
expectation, indefinitely reseed
And ravel
out a mystery that’s been prevailing
Before the
foundation of the world came to be.
Akpan
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