I'm Still Rising To The Top Pt2 Poem by Shavon Harrington

To the top, I rise to reach for the
horizons. Dreams have no limitations,

To the top, I rise above, propelling
in mid-air, glaring stars shining moon
lights, highlighting above it all.

To the top, I rise like a blasting rocket
exploring space, traveling in haste.

I'm still rising to the top like a
divine light that prospers in height.

To the top, I rise; I just keep on
excelling. To the top, I rise. Even on my
darkest days,

God Still makes away. I'm still rising
to the top