Self Proclamation Poem by Zammy Whiz

Self Proclamation

The lesser ain't an option,
never settled, but bring a vessel,
Filled with ambitions and knowledge.
Inside me is an unrelenting drive,
insatiable hunger for fulfilment.

I am awakened, from darkness to light;
after greatness, not perfectness,
I am spreading my ambitions,
like madness,
Glutting both daylight and darkness.
And becomes the highest,
that ever came into existence.

I call myself the greatest,
like an enormous orthodox,
yeah, the greatest,
leaving behind,
it prints of success, like fresh ink.
Before the world hear of it,
nothing less, but tremendous.

Enunciating solely not,
like an all-talk no action;
But, put in the work,
Rising from the slums like a grandeur.
Endly, I've manifested my greatness.

My awareness of doubts and fear,
finally, it's all worth it.
despite how they held me back.
Now, I've proved my greatness,
before the world awakes,
... ' leaving them no possibility to catch up'.

Self Proclamation
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The determination of the highest kind.
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