In this walk, hills I meet
some boney others beefy as meat
Tossing me not to kiss the summit
But I'm fueled to kidnap the limit!
Life as a valley, a deep pit
Scarecrows me to not try to fit
That I risk losing my straw feet
All but water me not to retreat!
'I'm hard' as sheep life bleats
To stray me from braving the streets
With my head and chest, my kits
To succeed success and her sweets!
Alive and strong determined to greet
The rat and lion, hard to get
Hope forever it's never too late
I trust in God for a great fate.
Stephen Obeli
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