The Champion

The ChampionSonnet 14 My shots turn from an archer’s eye to a bull’s eyes.I have strolled through the finish line in record time.My blows have dropped my opponents on a TKO.I have surrealistic gratification like a golfer on a hole in one.My strokes do not aim, but please me nonetheless. My heart is my formidable weapon.My mind is my most valued asset.My body is my sanctified oasis.My soul is my priceless possession.My spirit is the flame burning in my heart. By truth, by faith, by honesty and love.By prayer, by dreams, by hope and perseverance.By strategic open planning and precise execution.I have summited my Mount Everest. By: Qnozz