Aye, sometimes it feels like
You are hurt by all,
But never worry,
And do not tarry,
To overcome your fall,
That can be broken like fragile dike.
Just try always,
To stretch your wings,
Across the azure sky;
Gets happy days
He, who just clings,
Like a bird to fly.
Do never give up,
Just prove that you can do also,
And one day, teasers will clap,
When the fact they will know.
Go, answer, respond those,
Who humiliate your soul;
Mark, when your being goes,
You will surely approach your goal.
Now allow them to see
That you are more efficient,
And that you too can be
Good and great and self-sufficient.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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