Long march to destiny

Within these jails of misery I wait
For my calling that would seal my fate.
It is as certain as the long black night
Yet farther than those stars in sight

Hope is an opium.
It soothes me to sleep
Thinking of the podium
To which I ought to leap.

The Judgement maybe of defeat,
But I'm no firefly to my dream
Never crumbling to my feet
With an iron heart, I shall reign supreme.

Time is now a warfare
Fought with that hope, if any.
Through this sea of despair
Shall be my long march to destiny.