Ameliorate Poem by Zanor Bell

This is my dream, this is my voice
This is my prayer success is my choice. My choice
To rise; my choice to fall, my choice to baffle with strife or to
Conquer and thrive. But what shall stop me on this journey I
Take? Is it heartache? Failure Or the strength forsake? Need I strength
And need I will the battle is mine so come what will.

Definition of my dreams is left up to me! You may not see,
You may not feel the passion as it rushes through my veins! To you
Its pain but to me its gain. Reaping of the victory that has been toiled
For day and night, reaping of my goals that gives me strength and might.

Failure and hardwork may bring its headaches but intellect it departs
When knowledge it stored in our hearts, do you see it? In the
Distance rising? Do you see it? And the reward that comes?
Many may shun, but fear not for deliverance shall come