Hardwork over Badluck

That sharp pain in the heart that comes sudden 

Like your walls of hope had fallen 

It's sad, like a nail on your coffin 

But this doesn't often happen 

You are loosing hope 

Falling off a cliff like a loosen rope 

You've pushed farther than your limit 

Exhausted like its your life's last minute 

Stranded sight beholding borders 

Like the predictions of Achilles mother

Must be how Thomas Edison felt 

When he tired severally and failed 

Numbers are digits 

Like a mathematician can dig it 

But not you 

Not you 

To you, you might as well loose 

This is your emperor's last groove 

After this you won't try again 

Fed up with the nights of pain 

What is there to gain? 

When you are the bottom of the food chain 

The joys you faithfully claim 

Are nothing but a righteous disdain 

But regardless 

Never or nonetheless 

Treasures hunters couldn't find digging holes 

Livingstone found carelessly in Serra lone

There is a light at the end of the tunnel 

Like the strength of a wet towel 

The certainty is surer than Christ's coming 

Fed with assurance like a vast tummy 

Only if you make one more push 

Just one more push 

To make those dreams come true

Making sure your passion fall through 

Love every bit of your actions 

Even if it isn't whole, love its little fractions 

Calculated hypothesis, doesn't always yield accurate answers 

Like having a flat tummy doesn't make one a belly dancer 

Don't expect life to hand you things 

It's depending on a politicians promises 

Doesn't matter if APC or PDP wins 

They will never tend to your needs 

Make sure even in drought, your skies are painted blue 

So when the angels dance, they dance to your tunes 

That little extra effort you make 

Even though is seems late 

Obviously the world is dying around us 

Sad global news clogged to blind our cause 

Even when life frustrates your clean heart with dirt 

We should spring like germination thru the earth 

Even babies on their mother's breast 

Know a closed mouth don't get fed  

Might make the difference you need 

Even when your soul bleed 

Only you can be your friend indeed 

You never yourself deceive 

That little extra effort you make 

Can bake the whole of your wanted cake