Oppressed, I was by all,
They thought just in moment I'll Fall.
But they don't know of what I am made,
Rebel is my path that you can't Barricade.
All Alone, I am fighting All,
Bring the next one I ain't tired of Brawls,
I might lose, But won't quit.
I'll try again with a knock-out Hit.
Depressed, I have always been made.
I worked in the Sun and they sat in shade.
But they Didn't know Where I have Been?
On My Path of Success where you have never been.
They hit me with their words, really violent,
I continued my work hard and remained silent.
Now when the outcome of hard-work arrives,
Their intellection will get weaken and I'll Thrive.
Addressed as a LOSER, I always was,
Now I don't hear such, In sound of round of applause.
But your offenders will continue to abuse,
Ignorance is my Path, Now It's Your Turn To Choose!
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 1:58 AM UTC
Oppressed, I was by all,
They thought just in moment I'll Fall.
But they don't know of what I am made,
Rebel is my path that you can't Barricade.
All Alone, I am fighting All,
Bring the next one I ain't tired of Brawls,
I might lose, But won't quit.
I'll try again with a knock-out Hit.
Depressed, I have always been made.
I worked in the Sun and they sat in shade.
But they Didn't know Where I have Been?
On My Path of Success where you have never been.
They hit me with their words, really violent,
I continued my work hard and remained silent.
Now when the outcome of hard-work arrives,
Their intellection will get weaken and I'll Thrive.
Addressed as a LOSER, I always was,
Now I don't hear such, In sound of round of applause.
But your offenders will continue to abuse,
Ignorance is my Path, Now It's Your Turn To Choose!
Request permission to use this poem