“Ambition” Copyright 2004
From My Published Book “Esoteric Calligraphy-The Art Of Beautiful Writing, Understood only by Few”
I sit here alone, head down, feeling sorry for myself,
thinking, reflecting of happiness left.
I sit here, wondering when my faith will be rewarded,
So many disappointments, experiences assorted.
I sit here outside, staring into the night,
The breeze on my legs is holding me tight.
The stars are shining and the moonlight is deep,
I crept outside for I couldn’t sleep.
I sat, reflected and remembered my ambition,
My accomplishments beyond life’s superstition.
So I stood, alone, but I stood up proud,
The night so quiet, my heart so loud.
Standing, breathing, and my head held high,
No one can tell me I won’t make it if I try.
I’ve made it this far, so I stand,
I’ve proven my strength, with only my hands,
My heart, my soul, and facing My fear,
I will be great from this moment right here.