The road to success is not straight
There is always a curve on the way
A loop of confusion
With bumps of distraction
People's perturbation
With the red light called enemies
And that caution light called the family
In this life, some are stagnant
You act they become Spartan
But in all, act like a combatant
Having a key of determination
The engine called determination
Insurance of faith and that driver called Jesus
I'm struggling
Waking up each day
For that day like game
So worried not to lose my grip
Because I have a goal
Determined not to miss the goal
Aiming to get the goal
A goal I will never let go
People may fail many times
But they become failures
Only when they begin to blame someone else
The Quantity of our Success
Is determined by the quantity of our Determination
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