Why siting down without
fighting for what is made
for you? You are made for
this battle, your mouth is
for this food do something
before it get to late, time
they say is no friend of no
body.
You have reach the cross
road here is the finish line
all that remain is a bit move
of you feet, it better be now
or never, don't just talk about
it fight for it.don't just look at
it take it, it your.
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or never, don't just talk about it fight for it.don't just look at it take it, it your...fight it out and destiny is yours... i liked the poem... keep it up....10 read mine.. words has got no......... humble submission.... at cross road