My soul was vexed within me but I kept a cool head
A head that wants to wear the crown must learn how to lead
They thought I was in chains but all I see is the bead
They tried to break my spirit thinking I will fold
Little did they know I am strong, tough, heading for the gold
Their actions and inactions are leaving me in the stage of the mould
Carefully shaping my mental state and character so I can be bold
They talk about me, try to leave me out in the cold
Hoping I would come crawling back to them and I can fold
They are viewing me with the eyes of the old
How I choose to respond is entirely mine to hold
What was meant to break me made me stronger, they have been told
My fears and lack of resilience of old I have sold
You cannot break me without my permission
If I allow you to, it's my choice and you have to pay commission
This is my life and I choose to live it without competition
I am a man of few words but I know my mission
No amount of words can break me from the opposition
I'm confident in who I am and I hold tight my position
I sieve you like a chaff of wheat if you make to me no addition
Life is about mutualism; we both add values without condition
This is how I choose to live; tough as steel, maybe I'm limited edition
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.