Get Up Poem by Ojok Isaac

They are like nets of failure
If something novel is your career
Bred from your inner talent
To aid you... they relent

The world is a flood of wealth
Grab it... just guard your health
So it's sublime to try your ability
Let your failure make you pretty

We bathe cause of dirts and exhaustion
And thus we sheen and get appreciation
Do not procrastinate, do not look down
Move on and show them your talent is sound

Success comes from our relentless desire to try
And improve our little talent to the height of the sky
Do not feel low to the ground if they don't clap
But every time you fall...gather your muscles and stand up