Only you can birth your dreams,
The ones that call you with restlessness,
Eager to see the light of day,
And promises of greatness yet to unfold.
Only you can shape the destiny
That calls to make you whole—
The ideas that nudge your soul,
To complete what was promised since ages past.
So do not fear the weight you carry,
For purpose always comes with fire.
What lives in you is not ordinary,
It is a calling that will not retire.
Begin, even if you start in silence,
Move, even if the world won't cheer—
For only you can make it real,
And only you can birth the dreams of possibilities.
© Brhyte - Owoo Nii Kwartei
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