Why should I let my life stalk at a point?
When I've got all it takes to moving forward
Devoted in drilling my own den
Till life extreme end
Being the maker of my choice
How much of a dollar will it cost me?
To keep up to the momentum
So as to achieve my own promotion
How about the birds of the air?
And as many that survive without any ones care
Life isn't just about luck
You must have all it takes to prosper
It starts with what you feed the brain
Earning isn't just to squander alone
You must stick to that that gladdens the heart
If your wish is to make it far
It is certain you learn to shoot in any angle
So you don't starve
The unattainable height;
Many have exceed to live a fulfilled lifestyle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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