Alone I sit, but in the dark.
Staring into the sky, but at the stars.
Knowing I will be seen, but with time.
A time ahead called future, where my success lies.
The far I go, the more I know.
But yet, my struggle seems to have no end.
One-day in some-day, I will see my way.
Then I will risk not my redemption.
When it’s too good to be true, I will rule.
For I know on my own.
The greatest being on earth, I will be.
She went for pleasure, but pregnant she became.
And so the joy of a father became a mother’s suffering.
Harboured me for months but a day I came.
When father was nowhere to be found, mother stood and fought.
Society saw me as her pain, but she saw me as her gain.
Hardships came, but I never became your pain.
I survived because you thrived.
Now a man, forever grateful I will be to you.
To the Lord I pray, Your long life I seek.
Dedicated to you, a heart of thanksgiving