Who am I a slave ,a nothing
All hopes and dream unbecoming
The night sky's show us stars
Is the way to success always this far
I look up , 
sky's the limit wow
How highs the limit who knows
Tell me the truth
What is the root
Rich , poor
Happy ,sad
How do I feel it varies
As the storm of life grows weary
Stop ! think and exam , your purposs
What am I created for ? What is my purpose to lyme.
I ask myself that many times
Each of us life as a plan , for meekness ,truth and pose
Heads high , head straight, eyes focus u must reach that high .
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After the storm comes the rainbow.
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Yes ! indeed thanks for commenting really encouraging a rainbow at the end of the storm.
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