Impossible Is A Myth Poem by Tina Baaklini

Mighty God is our Creator
We are our own sculptors

Free will is sacred
How to spend our time, we choose it

The books we read
The music we hear

Our religious beliefs
What we strive to achieve

What to study
Our spare time hobbies

We reap what we sow
With a strong will, in strength we grow

Failures are the best teachers
We are all divine creatures

Should we lose
Perseverance we choose

Our fate is written in the sky
Yet destiny in our hands lies

Impossible is a myth
Anything you can do as long as you breathe

Stay focused on your aim
Your hardwork won't go in vain

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