Mama told me you a blue moon
I was only used to the white one
I succumbed to failure
When I listened to what others thought of me
I am not a warrior, I am exceptional says his Grace
But the stubbornness of my head doubts his ways
When I grow up I want be like them
Them that bare fear as a weapon to see greater things
Them that dive into every closed door and find opportunity
Them that surround themselves with competence and dine on positivity
Those that find the tunnel end as a new way to progress.

Then my mama said you failed me
For tears then flowed past my checks as I felt sorry for victimizing my love
No I didn't seat back
I am far away from giving up at this time no more tears
I am composed and straight with my back bag of blessings, see how I knock through walls to find my future
My mama told me it awaits for me on the other side
Shame to those that sham my efforts for they can't stand a quarter of what my strive    aims at
Past the rivers of hard work, I am in the ocean of progress
If you loose my catch not even a plane can find me
I am a miracle seated on the finest blessing
Exploding with breakthrough to meet destiny
#herdsmanofprogress