Staircase
I will achieve my dreams
I will achieve all A’s
I will beat the numbers
I hold my future in my hands
Will I cultivate it to flourish or die?
My future will spring up like a well in a dry dessert
It will flourish like the garden of Eden
It will brighten like the sun after an eclipse
I will achieve EVERYTHING
I will become known
Not anybody, not somebody, my Name
My name will be known
This poem is about:
Me
My community