The scorching sun peirce through my skin
Like to hustle is a sin
But contrary to hustle is a sin
But I've gat to endure what my eyes have seen.
Walking with slipper in the hot soil
Is equivalent to walking on foot sole
But I have to push further
'Cause I've gat to be the topper.
But my feathers covereth
No retreat no surrender
I've gat to reach the peak.
Through fire, I pass
But like the burning bush, i burnt not
'Cause the feather of a hustler; covers
But I've gat to hustle.
Like a gold passes through fire
So i pass through
And as a gold shines afterwards
So will I.
Someday, tears and sweat will disappear
And like a shinning gold, i will appear
And it'll be clearer
That indeed amma SUCCESSFUL HUSTLER.
Dedicated to all Hustlers around the globe.
Please, don't relent, the winning in nigh.
©MAYOR DE WRITER, 2019
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