Why are we blamed by the globe?
When mistake is not our own,
When we truly go,
On the true path that is shown,
By the almighty,
In the sects of truth.
The world which seems to be so fine,
I give it two on a nine.
On every good action of yours,
There'll be millions of off-putting actions,
Waiting for your loser-like reactions.
In order to succeed in this land of foul,
You need to look all around,
Notice each and every motion,
Just like an owl,
And I'm sure then the achievement,
At the end of the day will be Yours! ! !
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