In life we walk a road so rough
Our destiny caught in a fight so tough
There’s always a way either narrow or wide
There’s always a choice between shame and pride
The wise has a reason for making foes
A fool has no reason for making friends
for he is blind and never sees
Man is made for few friends more enemies
The hard worker makes hay only in sunshine
The lazy man waits till there’s no more wine
Laying in bed even after sunrise
Listen fool,here’s a word of advice
Only an achiever holds the golden staff
Only the prosperous have a reason to laugh.
This poem was written/submitted by idowu kingsley(antonio Zimo).