Tough Times

And I said to myself,
Never mind your present state,
It won't be forever,
Because tough times never last.

In the end,
Haters would turn lovers,
Deserters would come back to stay,
Infidels would want my trust back,
Back stabbers would tremble at my feet,
Insults would be swallowed by success,
Hatred would turn to love,
Boredom to ectasy,
Struggles to prosperity,
Poverty to riches and wealth.

But when the time comes,
Be very wise.
Recognize them all
I mean every unloyal fellas,
And be very careful in your dealings with them.
If possible,
Let your success preach the history of their unloyal behavior to them.

Written by: Apesinola (FLO)