I told them, you're a superstar.
I told them, my friend is a superstar.
I warned them about siding with these amateur boys.
I warned them about siding with these amateur boys.
I told them, you're a superstar.
I told them, my friend is a superstar.
They then decided to side with these amateur boys.
Yes, they then decided to side with these amateur boys.
They then ask me, why I call you a superstar;

I went out and tell them everywhere you compete
You find the judges calling you the superstar.
Yes, you find them calling me the first class.
Yes, you find my fans over the moon when I compete;
They then ask me, why I call myself a superstar;
Then I said, "my STD 5 & JC continue screaming first class"!

Written By: The Senior Date: 14/02/2022

Indeed, software development is my sport.
My passion looks posh, but it’s not classy for real.
My craving looks classy, but it’s not stylish for real.
Design, coding, testing, and maintaining code is my sport.
Yes, coding is fun, yes debugging code is my sport.
Yes, how I make it, I google it, I download it for real.
Stackoverflow, the problem solver, I love you for real.
Stackoverflow, the wiser- ******* of my sport.

Again and again, this business is cool to run.
Just a computer, internet, and electricity, I get started.
Just business information technology is my department.
Bring those headphones and that laptop bag for my project runs.
Just a business-minded introvert, that’s how I get started.
Just mathematics makes me excel in my web backend department.

Written By: The Senior Date: 12/11/2021

You can say what you say.
But all they perceive is a modern fairytale.
Yes, all they want are the actions of our fairytale.
You can say what you say.
Yes, you can say what you say.
All they want are the actions of our fairytale.
Let us implement our so-called modern fairytale.
Indeed, you can say what you say.

Software developer, your clients want what they want.
I can imagine that program, together celebrating in harmony.
Computer programmer, your clients what want they want.
I can imagine that app, together celebrating in harmony.
Everybody singing, it wasn't a modern fairytale.
Thank you, Lord, (yes) it wasn't a modern fairytale.

Written By: The Senior Date: 12/04/2020

I refused to be what you wanted me to be.
I am what I am, not a product of any rabid aristocrats.
I refused to be a product of any corrupt aristocrats.
Yes, my primary school teachers, I am what I wanted to be.
Yes, my high school peerage, I am what I wanted to be.
My Love, I rebelled, and I can still rebel.
Yes, I need to know your shrine cause I might rebel and rebel.
Even then, I say I am easy to rebel against any tyranny in my life.
Even then, I say I am my own tyrant, I don’t need any in my life.
You tyrant of many dollars, skedaddle before I bang your beer belly.
You rabid dictator, skedaddle before I strike in your beer belly.
You aristocrats, you have no room to devise better advice in my life.
Written By: The Senior Date: 08/08/2021

The moment of truth has arrived, the moment of truth!
This life is no longer the same, everybody can agree with me!
This life costs money to live, everybody can agree with me!
No matter what can be said, the moment of truth has arrived!
No tree for hiding, no corner to turn, the moment of truth has arrived!
Sometimes you have to hustle like hustle without prayer is useless.
Sometimes you have to pray, like prayer without hustle is useless.
No matter how much you pray, no one can give you food every day.
No matter how much you earn, you will never know your last day.
This life, this world, is it true, this life is encircled.
This world, this life, is it true, this world is encircled.
Maybe we need to call it an encircled life (hustlers).
Maybe we need to call it an encircled life (entrepreneurs).
Psalm 27 is my way to go in this encircled life.

Written By: The Senior Date:21/09/2021

Thank you, Lord, I'm always a step ahead.
Billionaires poems on my head.
Billionaire's mindset on my poems.
Procrastination stops bumming my brand.
No matter what they say, I'm always a step ahead.
My mind is rich, my hands leaking songlike poems.
My mind thinking big, my lips spilling melodious poems.
Never undermine yourself, I say walk tall!
I'm thinking big, I'm walking tall!
They betray me, day in and day out, and I don't mind.
I don't care, they chose to play with their mind.
No matter what they do, I'm still thinking big.
No matter what they say, I'm still making big.
Thank you, Lord, hustler's mind is found in my poems.

Written By: The Senior Date: 10/07/2021