One Success

I looked around me and what I saw

was me in a world of need.

I was broken, bankrupt and penniless

of that I will concede.

What would it take? I asked myself

to change my way of being?

What is it I would get to do

to alter what I’m seeing?

I decided then to get myself

a creature called success.

I knew if I could raise it right

it would clear me from this mess.

I searched to find my perfect match

I sought it long and hard.

And what I found so interesting

is to find it in my own yard.

I watered, fed and nurtured it

all morning, day and night.

No greater value could I create

it took near all my might.

But time went by as it always does

to my work I did hold true

and the most peculiar thing occurred,

my success turned into two

While shocked by this phenomenon

I wondered if there’s more

and yes through my committed stand,

My two turned into four

My four turned eight, and eight; sixteen

and sixteen made thirty two.

And yes with very little effort

they grew and grew and grew

My life is very different now

It’s nothing like it was

Because of my consistent effort

this poem ends like it does

In what seemed like the shortest time

I left my world of less

and learned that all I need in life

is to just have one success.

That one triumph will carry me

as quickly to the next

and through this simple process

my life will not be vexed.

So here’s a challenge to you my friend

to see how it is done.

Go out and create your own success

Cause all you need is one.

–Nick Smith– 2009