Glory...

Let me tell you a story,
Of a boy, oozing with confidence, pursuing paths of glory.

Soon to enter the sea, he was waiting ashore...
Fearless and indifferent he stood; undaunted by the monster's roar.

Imminent was the inception of his sojourn,
The day was far from over; 'twas barely dawn.

He knew the path ain't easy, but he was prepared.
Let come the fiercest of hardships; he wasn't one who cared.

As he pushed his first step in, wind slapped across his face...
He wavered a bit, but he won't quit this race.

Filled with determination, he went into the depth.
Lacking weapons, lacking support, he kept moving, completely bereft.

With intelligence and perseverance, he fought the mounting waves.
The beasts that had already dug, thousands of innocent graves.

It wasn't an easy battle; not a piece of cake.
At times he was defeated too, losing everything that was at stake.

But he won't give up so easily; he'll continue to fight.
No matter what it takes, he won't give away his pride.

The day will come when he'll finally roar.
Soon enough he'll reach his destiny, he'll reach another shore.