The Winner’s Journey

The Winners Journey short poem

The day begins with a melodious theme
And ends with memorial splendor
The life of a man begins with melodious ululations
And ends with memorial lamentations

If indeed life is an adventure
A restless adventure of entirety and supreme wonders
A combination of malevolence and benevolence
Then life is full of mountains;
Social mountains, financial mountains, academic mountains…
True mountains are steep
If one has to go through all the misfortunes of one’s adventure,
Then one has to struggle to the highest peak of the mountain.
For if the journey of a thousand miles begins with a step,
So does the success of man; it lies in the strength of his determination.

For, “We can all do things Christ who strengthens us, ”
And the Lord is our strength.

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Poet, Word Composer, Writer, Speaker, an All-round Activist.I love poetry for in thee I find solace and peace. I find a platform to express myself without limits and share courage without denial. I have published two books. My Quiet Place and Confiance; an anthology of poems and a novel respectively, which are already on sale. I will never stop writing because I have already started......
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Some words of wisdom here, a preaching there, all in good light. Just the timely and poetic messages, @Nashy, with worthy and apt figurative renderings.


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