Climbing up the hill by Jamiu Ahmed

CLIMBING UP THE HILL

Now I called this a climbing memo that due you to abide by,

so it's time to climb through the edges of the hill,

With your might and will,

Fear you not the steepness nor the slope,

With a driving force armed with tireless hope,

So I want to live to see you and I climb that mountain,

Where you can pull the strings of high hill to the ear of the flowing fountain,

Sounding so loud to make your past feels like a dumb bell,

Where you let your tenacity echoes the tune of fortune and foretell,

So the world can dance to the melody of

Your success.