Like a bird hovering around,
Through thick and thin,
I struggle for a living,
Reluctantly perching on trees,
I am extremely attentive.
I have got a keen vision,
I see through soaring eagles mile away.
Like Abraham Lincoln,
Whose vision was to save the union and free the slaves.
A vision big and focused,
Yielding big results,
I am fearless,
Never surrender to the strength of my prey.
It will always give a fight to regain its territory,
My instinct is to protect that which I love and cherish
I am tenacious,
A high flyer.
I never mingle around with pigeons.
I fly, waiting for opportunities to strike my next prey.
When the storm comes, I spread my mighty wings,
And glide with the current of the storm.
I soar to greater height using the current from the storm,
I love to take challenges, not grumble like a pigeon.
I am brave, I am powerful,
I have got pride,
I am an eagle.