Ike Bismarck Oji
Fired For Glory - Poem by Ike Bismarck Oji
Running and reaching for glory
from behind propelled by this fire.
It urges on and it pushes higher
no pauses until done is the story.
A soul on fire no rest knows
until in glory it erupts, glows.
Its' horizon in candorous light
encasing, bleaching even the darkest night.
Turning back, an option foregone, forsaken
till the summit is taken, overtaken.
Feet on fire can't seek, taste rest
save on snowy summit, beyond all tests.
On, rages the fire, in line eating
all obstacles, new skywards routes hitting,
articulation lending to wearied bones.
Glory, as the reaction's end point comes.
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