I gaze endlessly at the stars, my legs rooted to the ground, my mind trapped in a deep ocean of thoughts; wondering and dreaming when that day would come; the day my victory would be announced, and my name heard on every lips; the four corners of the earth calling out to me, and the warm breeze carrying their wild cheers, as I go dancing all gay and bright, celebrating my new found victory If only it would be...
~Ciara
8-VICTORY Envision There is no greater joy than the hearing of ones name on every lips. A name always to be remembered and never to be forgotten. A name to be carried on from generation to generation. The poet personae, pictures this in his mind and wished so much it would become a reality, so some day he'd be heard, and celebrated by everyone....