I play my own game.
I wait for no person
I make the rules
I create my own conditions
Hypocrites, wish me luck, and I know they don't mean it.
I am not bothered because I don't want anyone's luck.
I create my luck with the help of Father above.
I create my destiny and I arrange the stars in the sky to favor me
the road is narrow, and a steep climb
Full of obstacles but it is worth climbing it.
Painful to travel the journey,
Sweat pours all over me.
Legs are numb, my arms are aching
I cannot explain the fatigue
I am thirsty but no water to drink,
Hungry but will bare the hunger.
The merciless sun rays pierces through my skin,
trying to rest for a while, but no shade to be found.
Many think it is impossible, But for me it is possible.
The jealous try to stop me, but I stop for no one
Daggers, guns, swords are all around me.
My enemies await my defeat, to take the revenge.
Clowns await to see me fall, to crack a joke out of it.
My body says give up, but my mind says,
Achieve my Target.
I cannot stop this game now.
Giving up will make me weak and cowardly.
winning is my only ambition, and then will be
the end of this precious game of life!
life and its ways...well done..what is required to keep going is the inner strength which is instilled in us by the Higher One...thanks for such a inspring poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
keep the faith. let no one hold you down.