06/30/2020
STILL I RISE.
Badmus Lanre Badmus Lanre

STILL, I RISE.


Another sunrise.

Still, I willingly rise.

The pursuit of paradise;

average will never suffice. 


On the wings of grace,

I purposefully ply the days.

Come rain, come sun rays,

I'll remain in this earthly race.


Everyday is a test;

the struggles of an incest.

Still I will beat my chest;

hoping to be called the best.


Ahead I'll forge

like waters with a surge.

My fears I'll purge;

a zeal with a scourge. 


A pursuit with purpose. 

Gradually, I get close.

Days armed with woes...

we're all on our toes.


Lanre badmus


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