My Twin

Even if I fall a seventh time,
Like the previous six, I’d still rise,
For I believe my falling isn’t a crime,
But I choose to see it as a little price,
A small price of the value of a dime,
And an opportunity creating sacrifice.
For as long as I don’t stay down but rise,
I know that I’d see success with my eyes.
Although the road is rough and tough,
Discouragement will never be enough,
To stop me from getting to my dream,
Even if it means me going the extreme.
I have no fear; I will surely get there,
The vision is clear, the destination is near.
There is no stopping me right now,
This is not mere words, it’s a vow.


NO! I will never give up,
I said NO! I will not even stop,
Until I make may way to the very top,
I prepared myself before now so I won’t flop,
As I move bravely on my way success-bound,
And step boldly, matching up to a higher ground,
As a soldier hoping to return with a victory sound.
I am determined and I set my eyes on the goal,
Even if to get there, I’d have to walk on hot coal,
I’d do it, not thinking about the hurting pain,
But instead, I’d be focused on the priceless gain.
Excelling in life is what is constantly on my mind,
And a man without vision is who they call blind.
Success and I, Put the walls of Jericho in-between,
I will still scale it over, just to reunite with my twin,
For my twin’s name is… S U C C E S S!


© DK, September 2010