Poetry Archive
The Battle of Life
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Many years have flown by,
Flown by since thy birth.
Years of toil and hardwork,
Pitfalls aplenty with rewards too....
Your struggle in life started,
Started with your first lusty cry.
It continued with your first steps,
A grim battle that you fought,
Against gravity, who pulled you down.
Time wrought a change in you,
A change so slow and measured,
That none felt it at work.
It has shaped you bit by bit,
It has made you as you are,
A work of art with no parallel.
Life's ups and downs you have faced,
Still you have a lot to learn....
...You forge ahead to gain your ends,
To win outright this battle of life.
Defeats aplenty thou shalt face,
But remember this my friend,
Success is born of failure,
Just as day follows night.
Move on my friend, on and on,
Remember that strong wills,
Strong wills falter not.
Though thy path is littered,
With thorns and blades galore.
Crush them underfoot, and,
Push on my comrade, for,
Out of the ashes shall a fire spring,
And success will crown you king...
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