'' To Succeed '' Poem by Bri Mar

It is my quest,
To do my best,
In addition, to avoid any strife,
Filled with zest,
Will I pass the test?
My aim is a fruitful life.

Positiveness is king,
Has a certain ring,
As well as inspiring well-being,
It's like a spring,
To which I will cling,
My inner self it is freeing.

Those who hate,
I leave to their fate,
With them I will not get involved,
I have to state,
I just cannot wait,
To get all my concerns resolved.

I love to learn,
For knowledge I yearn,
In my world anything goes,
With wasters I'm stern,
Respect you must earn,
My views I would never impose.

I've made mistakes,
Then did what it takes,
To ensure they are never repeated,
I ignore the fakes,
I play for high stakes,
I ensure I will not be defeated.

I never give in,
That comes from within,
I'll repair myself if I bleed,
I take hits on the chin,
Then restart with a grin,
My aim in life?

‘' To Succeed ‘'