Fearful Fear - Poem by Felix Opaleye
Take my hands and lead me
through the valley of
uncertainties Talking bold to
destiny and am about to take my
life into my hand.
Talent is never enough you need
action to foster success reaction.
Live the modern life but refuse to
be a modern slave,
Strive for success never wish for
it cos not all wishes comes alive.
My fearful fear is when destiny
contradict the future, when the
past is reflecting in the present.
'My fearful fear is been a slave to
my talent and gift'
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