Eternity
on my mind.
Down in
the valley of the hurricane’s eye
I possess
the number one priority
Necessary
to establish my territory:
A faith
that won’t quit stalking bull.
When the
rules get twisted,
When tradition
trades places with taboo,
I’m
gonna get perfected.
Time’s
at my mercy,
As my
aspiration picks velocity
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering.
I
present the memory of the offering
On a
disc of attained goals
Because
I know the ropes.
Young,
determined and circumspect
Yeah, I
deserve the respect.
The pit
of destruction spewing fire
Erupting
with destructive desire,
Engaging
delicate facets of my career-
Deep hollering
for deep.
While the
ladder of success stays steep,
Companionship
infested with animal tendency,
Getting
complicated with absurd secrecy.
I battle
a nation of millions
Of non-domesticated
demons.
The
principal thing is that I do not become
What I’m
fighting against.
So I brace
myself to purge the stains.
Focus!
That’s
what I do
Or turn
bogus.
If I have
to pronounce a curfew
On new
year’s eve
Before I
must achieve . . .
Silence!
I release
my frame of reference;
Zeal grows
on knowledge;
Knowledge
induces passion
Which everyman
that will be great must acknowledge.
I’m
mouthing esoteric principles;
Raw emo,
cold as icicles.
Riding high,
aiming high.
Conniving
with the laws of supernature
To witness
my mission mature.
Born in
the hour of the fiercest atrocity
Like a
rose that grew from concrete,
I rise
My eyes
on the prize.
Akpan
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