A Blaze From Spark Poem by Ibrahim S. Mansaray

TINY
TINY
We slowly build,
And hope to move mountains.
With faith and work we should;
Be ready to build our mountains.
He told me that I could;
Get a blaze from spark.

Slowly I crossed the road,
With tattered cloths and sandals.
My father had no gold,
We struggled with lesser standard.
His words he then retold;
Get a blaze from spark.

I looked upon the sea,
See nothing but vaster oceans.
Success I hardly see,
Wiped out by life erosions.
His words was then with me;
Get a blaze from spark.

The gems you see are fake,
Be content and work for more.
With knees and hands at stake,
With little to fill your store.
These words all men should take,
"Get a blaze from spark".

You may not have it all,
This world is not so fair.
Who says you will have it all?
When life you cannot dare!
His words were very clear,
Get a blaze from spark.


© Ibrahim Shon Mans.
(Alkebulan)