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Poem: Victory



Once, I saw the victory
But it ended, a mystery
Still in my memory
That’s why am full of worry
Never listening to their sorry

Cos I know it’s not the end of my journey

I kept fighting, aiming to win
All my fears I threw inside the bin
To be optimistic is not a sin
Am ready to swim without a fin
I know greatness is in my gene
And am tired of where I have been

So I step out in faith
Standing tall, maintaining my gait
Am about to break the enemy’s gate
Cos behind the walls I know my fate
This time I can never be late
Knowing I move in love and not hate

Now I can lift the trophy
My life is free of catastrophe
Am stepping in strength and might
Cos I won the fight
In happiness my life is full of light
The sight of my reward is a constant source of delight


By J_amaze
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