Looking up was so cloudy
Down was so scary
the scream within spins
the silence so frightens
the only tune sings dirge
by the nightingale
known only to announce demotion

helpless was I
scary was I
anxiety filled every of my eye
ocean could not compete my cry
as i was being presumed to die

Twinkle eyes turn tilt and sore, still
awaiting the blowing of trumpet

alas! I was pronounced to trophée
and the seventh heavens retains
and restores my glory.
There-wards;
the fear of failure vanished
as i was announced the WINNER

YES I won, to the glory of GOD!!!