Gathering wit of a lifetime
he stanched upon the uphill
Stumbled once, stooped to the downtown
rose again, brisking the second time
Ankle twisted and fell right on the ground
bestirring himself, sprinting the third time,
reached the sharp summit, panting with awe
an unearthing joy, a melody within
a heart docked under the tombs,
I won, I won, shouted he who never won before
Look past me, I overcame failure finally in life
They who saw him didn't understand,
because all he did was scramble up a shallow hillside
For them, it was unchallenging and elementary
merely a habit of routine life,
what they didn't comprehend
was he who succeeded didn't give up
even after failing for three times,
When he heard those words of wisdom
he laughed, smirked and said,
What is easy for you might be unattainable for me,
I am no poor,
you are no rich,
I am no blind,
I see the cause of your eye twitch,
Laugh your heart out,
Because you don’t scare me,
I won today
I will win again
Because I just learned to control my fate!
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