Stirred by tomorrow

It is a magical feeling for one to live to fight another day. A living ant is better than a dead elephant, still being inside the garment of my mortal body has given me a second go at the rugged mountains that has embroidered the golden bridge leading to the path of my success. I no longer see the shark jaws of defeat, tomorrow has stirred up my weak muscles with a divine elixir, the tambourine sounds in my heart speaks delightfully the song of victory. This is it! Am almost there, it is going to be a great handsome victory for the once rejected.


From Bulututu Ozuah