The Ladder Of Greatness Poem by Danladi Emmanuel Jatau

I'm holding unto my career,
Like I'm sitting on a carriage,
Dusting my feet,
Like I just packed in the garage,
Any dirty thought that comes,
I flush it right into the drainage,
They bruise my heel and my head,
But I still manage,
I'm still moving on,
Even though I've got some bandage,
Its a destiny affair,
I try to make everything fair,
Removing every fear,
Though it looks like a warfare,
Hmm ah yehhh!
It seems like I just slept on banana tree,
It feels so sad,
when you sleep and wake up on a bed of three,
I saved nine,
But now I'm given three,
It pains me so much,
Like I just fell from a tree,
But God forbid,
That I should fall dead,
I wasn't born for suffering,
I was born for great deeds,
I'll keep holding unto God,
Because I know He's there indeed,
His blessings are new every morning,
When I arise from my bed,
His thoughts are all good intension,
So good that none can mention,
Now I spring from retardation,
Moving in fast motion,
Going to all nations,
His glory I will mention.