No matter how dark the Night,
Sun inner me, brighter than Moon,
Trembling tears in the Morning bright,
Inevitable happiness come Noon,
Today's inedible as Poison,
Tomorrow sweeter than Honey,
No, not a Victim, I'm born a Victor,
Gold, how do you become so dim?
Stones of Sanctuary, shattered about
Every unbearable common streets.
Loving those hates yet they want me
Dead alive, not yet ripe Heir of success,
Tempts pillars of glory in my head,
The codes to unlock the World's lost,
My name written in the Skies,
Nothing stays so real, yet real.
Way of success hardly easy,
End of discussions, I triumph,
Babatunde Olusegun Ajayi, Born to Win.
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