With foresight as sharp as an edge
The highest peaks my cutting edge
The vision is clear and concise
So I run, prompt and precise
I stand out, I do not flock
With birds or beasts of varying stock
I’d rather stand alone and win
Than fraternize and never begin
My company is of the great
Men! Women! Of hope and faith.
I gird my loins, I lace my shoes
For win win is all I do!
My feet, in strength, my anchor holds
My wings are spread wide to withhold
The rain and hail and tempest all
And keep me up so I don’t fall
With grace I soar, in grace I live
The past I don’t wait to relive
But on I press to bigger things
No limits, no! no stopping me
Long life is surely mine to have
My dad is king, I never starve
My territory is enlarged
My heart is always under guard.
And when the storms are gathered up
I see a chance to reach for the top
In battles and joys, crisis and conquests
I remain the eagle that manifests.
I am the eagle, going far
Soaring high to touch the stars
I am the eagle, I know my place
With God, I never lose the race.