A poem for the Next Titans — SUCCESS
Little drops of water makes an ocean
I am a Titan and a philanthropist today
I beam with smiles as my credit alerts roll in
Hustle my maiden name and
Luxury my middle name.
I look back and see my heavy eyes
From the many sleepiness nights
I hear the loud sound of doors
Slammed on my face in rejection.
I have lost count of hours spent
Brain storming in the wee hours
Thinking out of the box
On sunny and rainy days.
I see my proposals neatly packed
In executive trash cans
Failed appointments, dashed hopes
And nearly signed contracts.
The glam and glitter you see now
Was once a basket full of shattered pieces of glass
Glued to form the diamond you admire today.
The level of commitment and perseverance
Employed in building Rome
Is equated to that employed in glueing this pieces of glass.
Make no mistake,
As little drops of water makes an ocean
So also consistent steps of determination.
Be a LEADER. Be a TITAN.
Poem by Chinyere Lilly