Through the decision of my past
The tale of my future embodies blissful crest;
Though co-mixed with rights and wrongs
Still, with my head held high, Escaping woeful throngs.
I feel high when in goodness, I thrive
Yet, in abundance of success,
Always happiness, I derive.
As I beckon on the best life can offer
I await the worst it can as well proffer.
Bounded by my staunch will and hope
Of a better tomorrow that will come
Even amidst shattered dust of past ashes
That will in short time stand tall as lofty glories.
In salutation to my honour as a hustler
I pledge in all my struggles to be ‘a big-time player‘
Crouched with the faith of ‘what comes my way‘
I’ll in an ultimate degree, my dues pay.
Henry. C. Chukwuma © July 2021. All Rights Reserved