No matter what's up,
I'm moving up!
Foes may try to block my way
And friends may move away,
But I'll keep trying anyway.
Come sunshine, come rain,
Nothing will make me drain,
Through it all, greater zeal I'll gain.
In the end, I'll throw my head in the air
Even though the enemy did ere,
Songs of victory shall fill the air.
This poem was written by Albert A. Olofinnika, 2011.
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