Journey maybe far,
Never seize from taking on.
For those traveled for it
just yesterday,
Returned Today, but
Their hands full of play things.
Tomorrow awaiting your return - for the likes minds to go theirs.
There might be no sweet tails though,
Remember, you never appreciate plain but after get stained.
No success comes through a journey of the likes of percel of meal to the belle;
Expects some, but do not let them weigh:
your desires,
target, inspirations,
And your missions down.
Don't go Never come! but, inevitable for the likes minds.
Why not now,
Who knows?
Your time is just,
Or to the uncounted dust - of whch is, but very low in posibility!
Brave, Tighten
and make a move.
Nobody ever says it's easy yet they returned.
Try and call returners Liars!
Challenge them of Discouragement,
drove them into the pot of conscience;
to look for them too dump-stock to find melody.
Go and Come but make voice clear for comming heros like you.
So shall you begins to reign as CHAMPION!!!