The Mind of a Winner
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The world is cruel to a fighter
The fighter is cruel to the world
The Hades is full of doubters
The Doubters is full of hades
There is nowhere to hide
From the present tide
Even beggars cannot ride
If wishes were horses any more.
Will manna ever fall again?
Has it ever fallen like a rain?
When all man will stand to gain
When there will be no more pain
And none will be tamed
Undoubtedly,
the game remain the same
Shame and fame will not coexist
For success is the child of audacity
I pledge to win the race
To edge precarious face
Even at the base of the case
I choose to trace
Through the maze of my being
And all I see is a king
Crowned in the ring
All I see is a hero
Honoured in the city and abroad
Oh! All I see is a champion
Clothed in many colours
There is no need for trepidation or fear
When there is assured light
at the tail of the tunnel
There is no need for apprehension
Since darkness cannot comprehend the light
I choose to believe in myself
For the vision is for an appointed time
I choose to believe in my dreams
For the Future belongs to those
Who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
ALFRED OYEKOYA
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