How Far?
The world that gives us paroxysm, how eventful will this race be and how long shall we go to make our marks count. Indecision shadows mental astuteness while verisimilitude renders an impeded subjection that keeps haunting while we press for its aggrandizement. A world that horribly bargains the rightful entitlements due. Primarily, we become culprits of skeptism but subsequently sail through with persistent approach. The sharp curves, the darkened grounds, anatomic hindrances and the anonymous detractors who scrutinize our intents and pushes us to yearn for more. Even though, prosperity isn't achieved easily, pragmatic issues should still be the only focus of time. To the pessimists, success shall always be their weakness.
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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