The True Hustler Poem by Enoch Owusu Gyamfi
The True Hustler
He never gives up even when sorrows stills his dreams,
He keeps the game up when his tears turn into streams,
Minds the chance and fantasies, fortune and reality,
True hustlers never get tired of small time.
In his mind beholds success,
Powered by thoughts of banished sadness,
In hustles are his muscles conquering the struggles,
True hustlers, The sky breakers..
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