Onto Excellence

Walking endlessly

in this wearisome journey,

hunger and thirst start to swallow me

nothing is certain, but uncertainty

for someone like me

who was known to be a prodigy  

Broken, bruised and beaten down
but not a single battle is won
blood, sweat and endless tears,
and sacrifices throughout the years,
appears to be all in vain
and I was rewarded with nothing, but pain

Little did I know
that although the process is slow,
all the intention is for me to grow
into a beautiful butterfly
to be admired on high,
by every eye

as the gold is pressed down in fire
onto its shape, as desired,
I will embrace the suffering required
for greatness to be acquired.
and take all these little steps
Leading me onto excellence.

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