Many at times, we are distressed and weary of life's challenges.
We want to back down from the game of life and become a spectator.
Indeed being a spectator is so easy but it is injurious to our vision because we all have a purpose in life.
Each of us has an inherent ability and the world needs us to develop that ability.
This is a poem of striving
Beneath life gaze,
I dropped my cap
And tilled in the sun
Until sunset.
My hands calloused
My heart pounding
For fear of what my end will be.
Sweats as thick as blood,
I can't take it anymore
I screamed aloud
And I crumbled beneath
The weight of my load.
Falling to rise no more
Alas, I knew within me
I couldn't stay down
Cause
When the chariots of regrets
Start charging forward
I will vanish
Like a leaf
In the midst of a cyclone.
Never Give up I charged
Keep Pushing
You will get there.
Rejections will surely come but keep on advancing and you will discover that at the end of the tunnel lies happiness.
