Felicities I must confess

Troubled by looming expectations

Fertile with the blood of success

Curdled with the hand of temptation

Furthermore success still lurking

The consistency of a life worth working

 

She was bread as unbecoming

She was starved of knowledge

Penetrating farther then the stomach

Battling the current of the society

Rising to the surface of greatness

Birth became the only thing stainless

The consistency of a life worth working

 

When he grew talents consumed

A path like an unpaved road to the apex

still, may he battle, may he bathe, may he work for success

The vision of work never doomed

the past motivating the future

like a dream dropped in the wind ahead a step

The consistency of a life worth working