As he entered the room, the young aristocrat took a step back and removed his hat. No clue in sight of what God had in store. Yet, he was anxious to try and open each and every door.

Many nights went by when he would simply stare at the moon. Allowing his thoughts to take flight, he knew his time would come soon.

He wasn’t looking for fame or even asking for glory. But his name alone stood the test of time and told a unique and remarkable story.

A young man who relished in the good times as well as the bad. And never gave another person a valid reason to be mad.

He cherished his strengths and accepted his weaknesses. And would often voice, “The weaker I get, the stronger I become.” Simply because he understood that in life’s equation success was the ultimate sum.



About Lazarus_of_Montserrado

Lazarus (Hebrew: “God will help”) Siafa was born in Monrovia, Liberia, West Africa. A once abundantly prosperous and promising nation that was crippled by poverty, violence and corruption in the late 80’s to early 90’s due to a Civil War that lasted approximately 14 years. This blog is a collection of thought provoking, spirit lifting and ambition driven poems as well as spoken word written by Lazarus for those who share a similar dream and perception of life. The vision that no matter the obstacle, failure, setback, trial or loss in life that you hold the power to overcome it all. You may have been born to lose but in time can be built to win and God willing can accomplish whatever your heart desires.
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