Mother of greatness

Been unable to pay bills
Down but now on the hills
Part and parcel of an humble race
Greatness from grass to grace

People now wonder like Alex
Bedazzled to see your Apex,
Where nothing came effortlessly
Please crush enemies totally!!

On land, on air, even seas
Yes, I know they’ve to see
What will become of you
If indeed you’ll last long too

Every has its time and season
An end is always your beginning
Medals are plenty not a few
Certainly you’ve paid your dues

I call you mother of greatness
Your success came from sweat buttress
You will always be at the top
Not feet, nonstop and never drop.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu