This calls for my stress
And none to oppress
Be not in distress
Yet seek to progress
Allow me to confess
And success to prophess
I seek to focus
And God to address
What you confess
Is what you possess
Pocess much success
Agree allowing God to bless
Shun to have much recess
Till much you possess
Never do luck suppress
But horizons do traverse
For God often dispossess
What to Him you address
What you confess
Is what you possess
I love nuch success
And abundant progress
Avoid much guesses
What you lost, repossess
You will soon go to press
To sing what you profess
No gamble nor chess
To have much to possess
What you confess
Is what you possess
Plan your redress
And speak to the masses
Allow not your luck to pass
Yet allow blessing's caress
Afterwards do assess
Your achievement address
You are a success
A leader none can guess
What you confess
Is what you possess
Victory I prophess
Without any mess
Never achievenent oppress
When God is ready to bless
You are in no mess
But stink of success
You have in progressed in greatness
Failure you do surpress
Whatvyou confess
Is what you possess
