I Will Succeed

You say I will fall But, instead I will succeed, I will catch the medicine ball And upon skeptics I will feed. I will run until I am tired I will lift until I am sore, I'll be pushed and punished and admired I will then ask for more. I will religiously work on my glutes And on my upper and lower body, I will dine on vegetables and fruits And I won't be ever shoddy. I will then hit the heavy bag Then I will punch on the hand mitts, I'll jump rope so my timing won't lag Then I'll count out all of my hits. I swear to you I will not fail Those words you better heed, I have endured doubters and hell I swear I will succeed. Randy L. McClave