I WILL FIGHT.

The shanties have became my abode, a thing that to date i haven't accepted,
The foul stench tuning the mode, thus connecting two lives much unrelated,
They said that it is fate, but I scream n shout no
I wasn't born a beggar, a winner death won't find me a paupper.
I will fight, fight to the end.

They drove the mountain machines, the sport...Bugatti... And Ferrari,
I only thwarted the hot and cruel earth on bare feet, ever worried,
Prayer became a song, the anthem was even more unique and complicated,
Wondering, had God turned a deaf ear to my dreams that seemed forfeited?
I will fight, fight to the end.

I was never allowed to call daddy, all through this tragic model of life,
The opportunity to explore the beauty of happiness never! Perhaps waits for my wife,
Hope... Just a dream, a goal that to achieve you must face extreme strife,
Like a ball heavy, that needs expertise to gain one strike,
I will fight, fight to the end.

Laughter turned no medicine, but a sword that pierced my ramshackled soul,
They sarcastically commented, words tender though they hurt like the spirits they prowled,
Watching helplessly, in mind no calamity lacks an eternity,
Heeding to the new anthem, prayer to Him who seemed to have slept letting the soul turn foul,
I will fight, fight to the end.

Though tough the times have become, stars the few are existant,
The loving icons, few and unique...one of their own kind,
I salute you, Winnie... You proved a woman caring and so kind,
Spending time and life with you, shall be one a privilege a favor swee,
I will fight, fight to the end.

Gratitude in abudance to her, and many others,
Humbled i am, thank you wont be satisfactory to the much I've got,
Ive learnt, the hard way though... Hope wont rust rather expire,
I will thrive, sail through the elephant waves,
I will fight, fight to the end.