I Am...Driven
I am born of my accomplishments,
Set apart from my fellow man,
By the animalistic need for success.
Biting, fighting, falling,
I will never quit,
I will never stop,
Not until I have spoke for those who have no voice,
Not until I have changed the world,
One child at a time,
Not until I have adhered to Gandhi's plea,
To be the change I want to see,
Not until I have tasted the waters of achievement,
Not until all of my enemies I have vanquished,
Not until I have proven to those,
Who thought me weak and dull,
Who ridicule me,
Who step on me,
Who belittle me,
Who tear me down limb from limb,
That I am a fighter worth,
My weight in gold,
And that someday,
I WILL change the world.
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