“The prickly crown”by Kerby L. Marcelin

Abandoned  in the nocuous wind of the  hidden sins...

Grew simultaneously with the tree of glory...

I cry but beautify my tears...

With a gladiatorial sword, i fight against my fears...

Life unfriends me...

And death kisses me..

I ignore her kiss...

I run  toward  the throne of the giants...

I applaud  myself every time, I try to reach success..

I’ve been punished for walking near the road of failure ,

I recognize my mistakes...

I struggle to exclude them from my  fame...

I’ve been thrown...

As a boomerang, I am still crowned...

I drop my excuses...

yet, i take full responsibility of  my future...

I reject my sophism...

Now i represent the soul of Socrates...

I’m the one who never see his own face...

But already embellish trillion of faces...

I faced  my obstacles by racing...

 I learn how to believe in myself...

I stand  confidently, i don’t let my body apologise for my presence anymore...

I failed million  of  times before...

I simply succeed once...

Wow!  this success will  dazzle  for ever...