When life beats me
I sometimes pause to cry;
Yet for what I want to be
I must return and retry.
There where my tears fall
I brace myself to go back;
Push myself up to stand tall
I still see trophy after my track.
Where it seems to be no way
I have told myself "keep going."
For strength comes when I pray,
So I hear faith saying "keep doing."
No vision for the eyes clouded with tears
Nor destiny awaits the feet chained in fears;
Now I know that I have what it takes,
So I'll face the heat and bake my cakes.
OBIGOD CHIDI
(c) 18-04-2018
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