🏆 Hat-Trick Of Grace Poem by Hasani Mkindi

I started deep, where shadows play,
Defending dreams that slipped away.
Five long years in storm and street,
Each test survived — no small defeat.

But purpose whispered, "rise again, "
From wires and waves to code and brain.
No more retreat, I learned to fight,
To build, to break, to make it right.

Now three short years, the game complete,
A clean-sheet win, a final feat.
Like Yaya's hat-trick, calm, precise —
God is good — He rolled the dice.