My Palm
My palm, my trust
My palm, my friend
Open and sincere
In it, lies my dreams
In it, lies my strengths
In it, lies my focus
I am powerful beyond thoughts
I am capable of reaching my dreams
I am indomitable
I have got no reason to fail
I am not failure
I have got hands and Brain
Let me work like a slave today
So tomorrow I dine with the king
There is no Laure for an idle palm.
Ola Olawale
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