Blinks Of Expectation Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

Like expected bubbles I the foam of water
Doth our expectations grow higher
Sailing in the atmosphere of a burning desire
To attain that height purposed for the achiever
And so in the light of this pursuit we lost our sight
Given to the wavering storm of fright
We have to strive and fight
In hope to get through the light of our insight
And so, wondering and pondering o'er choices
And never letting go chances
Catch great opportunities in glorious delicacies
And echoing the achievement, the chant of our voices
In like manner comes singing
Those Victor's songs of celebration