Poem:  Success

Written by empressjournee

Photo credit: Ian Stauffer

I did not come on earth for you to like me:

I am my own boss—with lots of cash in the bank,

Too much to count and life feels good,

Friends I have—maybe temporarily:

I didn’t ask you to love me, that would be nice;

I am my own boss—I am royalty!”

“Can’t you see how much my God has blessed me?”

No one put me to the top;

I work hard to achieve all that I have gain,

Look at my car, my home, my jewelry

Look at how much success I have,

“Having money, I have no misery!”

Empress Journee


About the author


I was born in Jamaica West Indies, immigrated to the United States of America at the tender age of ten. I've had the great privilege as an uprising reggae singer to perform as an open act for various great singers like Dennis Brown, Calypso Rose and others I admired. I also had the great opportunity to meet Dr. Bettye Shabazz and other great leaders. Because of my divine supreme using giants and various people to help develop within and allowed the higher God consciousness of my mind to see the greatness and love in me. I consider myself a wildflower, singer, poet, writer, and a great performer. I am working on strengthening all areas of my spiritual gifts. Peace and Blessings!