I Shall Make It Poem by Michael Popoola

It looks so long I remain standing
I wait in my state yet I believe
All may seem rough and tough
Yet will I keep my standing hope
Waters shall not quit from ocean
Tree will not depart from forest
My prosperity cannot flee from me

Million trials might fail people
Trillion attempts could collapse
All may seem rough and tough
Yet will I keep my standing hope
Fish shall not finish from the sea
Bird cannot cease from sky
My destiny shall not depart from me

A glorious dream started someday
A wonderful assignment begin somewhere
All may seem rough and tough
Yet will I keep my standing hope
My vision, my dream will happen
Wonder shall happen from my finger
I shall make it, I promise you all