Day 13: Survivor Attitude

I fight for a right I was born to breathe

Erasing obstacles from the picture,

As I formulate street literature,

From my mental street scriptures.

There is no mountain I can’t move

My survivor attitude

Keeps feeding me with rage on the altitude.

I battle my demons,

It’s a whole ton of fun

Than playing dungeons and dragons.

The sky is not an alternative

Absolutely negative

But I’m feeling positive.

The road I navigate is a jungle

But I’m persuaded I will not tumble.

Cause every experience keeps me humble.

The storm blows hard

But I can’t turn back

I pulled up my knapsack

Hitchhiking toward my dream as I eat up the track.

I got greater expectations

Than Dickens’s Copperfield

Could in a million orphan generations.

I can picture destiny busting on the horizon

Sunrising like a dome.

See me breaking the deluge

Like glass, brother, I’m busting loose.

Akpan