Voice Of My Pride Poem by Emeka Williams Etumnu

Voice of my Pride

Everyday I wake up
With the dream, be top
What will kick me to ride
The voice of my pride

Sometimes I'm down
She'll whispers don't be a clown
To be weigh down by tide
The voice of my pride

I want to be great
It's never too late
Don't give heed to deride
The voice of my pride

My life, down the drain
No, sun shine after the rain
In the raging storm, abide
The voice of my pride

Like the Iroko, many times I fall
Felt never to rise tall
Never be tired in the stride
The voice of my pride

In her words I find solace
My path I have retrace
Like an angel her voice, my guide
The voice of my pride

In the days of old, hardly I glee
Now, new beginning I see
Credit to the voice that never subside
The voice of my pride.

Etumnu Emeka Williams
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