Muhammad Ali |
I have
read and disagree with the terms and conditions.
This lil’ rat pack
obviously, don't dig my notion.
I got
eyes only for better things;
A ghetto
kid like me
Set this
terrestrial ball rolling off its axis
I've
been geared up by unceasing practice.
Nurture
by its working toughened
The skin
of my heart.
By the
good by I stand unruffled
When
things fall apart.
The
world asleep on my shoulder
But deep
in the heart of my soul I grow stronger.
You
could say I got Divinity's immunity.
Cause the
hardness which, promised mortal mutiny
Now lay
low at the feet of defeat.
Sometimes,
when I lift up my eyes
I can
feel it as heaven smiles
Down on
the ambitions of an unsigned hype.
My goals
are ever before me.
The
darkness dims as my purpose starts exploding
In tune
with the exotic.
Multiplying
is basic,
And the
world will yet see me riding adversity's wings
When I tame
it by wild superiority and wean it.
That is
a promise
As
inevitable as nemesis.
Akpan
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