Treasure Island

Cynthia BuhainBaello

(November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

Born To Win


Some people are born with spunk
And some with just lazy genes
Some people are blessed with grit
They understand what Work means.

But some people are born to complain
To blame everyone and everything.
To listen to them, what a pain!
They never get to the point of Trying.

If other people can achieve
A better life for themselves by trying
I wonder why some people believe
They were born to lose, yet go on living?

Submitted: Wednesday, March 07, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 07, 2012

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  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (3/7/2012 3:27:00 AM)

    I wonder why some people believe
    They were born to lose, yet go on living?

    We, human, are the very complicated creatures, we think one thing and do the opposite! (Report) Reply

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