Strive Poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
Strive
In your heart, worth more than gold
Is that fire to make you bold.
Let that fire in you burn high.
That urge to be strong will fly,
Filling you with strength to mold,
Strong enough you will not fold.
Do what you have to get by
To dare all the odds. Supply
Yourself with thoughts, brightly told.
Determined, your will have sold.
Now the right to reach the sky
Will give you the blessings that lie.
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