I Will Fly Poem by Imo Peter

Though I'm not an eagle
I'll soar above the mountains

If track trekking lanes become
Rough rocky hills
Causing locomotion in peristalsis
I will fly till I get to my destination

If success path adorns with storms
I will fly over the storms till I succeed

If sailing ocean bottom
Barricade vision,
To sky apex, I will fly
To conspicuously view cardinal points

If swimming through life hurdles is in slow motion
I will fly to gear its acceleration

In cobweb designed
Barren and stuffy zone
I will fly!
In search of breeding and breathing space

In idle gravitational pull to rest
I will fly to where I can be put to race

If all that wine and dine
On my leisure table are saboteurs
I will fly away to where
I can meet phenomenal ally

I will fly with momentary discomfort
Till I find my permanent heaven

Like an eagle
I will fly!
Till I perch on that iroko
Where rests my destiny