WINNER BY NATURE

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 Failure is inconsistent with my nature
It came to me in a revelation
As is revealed so I say it
So I see it happening in my life
And gradually the word is reality
I am not afraid for I know who I am
No more sitting down
For I know how to get what is mine
I am from above
From He who is sited on the throne
I look just like him
For I am created in His image
He has willed the earth to me
Taking charge is what I should do
For my God is a winner by nature
So a I, winning is my nature.

BY ISOKEN ADISA-ISIKALU

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