Life in rhymes
I’ve been:
Living on the stage, being in a play
Making own ways, running my race
Never willing to slow, down my pace
Till this day
You could’ve seen:
Adversities I faced
Adversaries I aced
Opportunities I tasted
And the fruits I ate
Or eaten;
Often I had been beaten
Of course for many reasons
Broken down into pieces, yet
I never ceased to push myself forward
Even now:
Always I strive in
Order to thrive, and
Make the big strides while
Outrunning the strifes
Into the rhymes flowing
Over the rhythms beating
I put my time and put my life.
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