A poem with an aim,
Destined to make a name
To end up well in fame,
Knows well to play a game.
Knows it a lot to play
To get there in a way,
To make a mark to stay
To have a brightened day.
Brightened that it can face
The hurdle with full grace
To have, set up the pace
The glory in its place.
The glory as it does make,
Good enough for its sake
That strenghtened it to take
Success right at its wake.
Took its time not to fail,
But of doubt it did bail
With strength to make it sail
Far enough for joy to mail.
A poem now well made,
Risks to face for it bade
Against all odds to raid
Its efforts have been paid.
Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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