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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386757" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life is not a bed of roses<br>Life is full of ups and downs<br>Life, they say, is what you make it<br>Or, maybe, how you make it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it seems to me rather curious<br>Why a greater group of God's creations <br>Would choose to make their lives<br>Bumpy, lumpy and clumpy<br>Instead of bouncy and bubbly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some clearly act carelessly<br>Do things remarkably recklessly<br>Never learning from their bloopers<br>Always blooming in their bloomers<br>Making for themselves<br>Lives lined with lack <br>Presences padded with pointless poverty <br>Life is palpably how they play it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But what about those humans<br>Who loyally lead their lives<br>Striving to do the right things<br>Actually doing them perfectly<br>Yet try, very hard, as they could<br>Find themselves, struggling<br>To get disentangled <br>From life's strangling</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is life how they made it? <br>Is life as they like it? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Questions begging for answers<br>But it seems that poet is right<br>He wrote: some men are born great<br>Others achieve greatness<br>While others have greatness thrust upon them<br> <br>Life is thus not only how you make it<br>But also how you are helped to make it<br>The funding firstly from the Father<br>Then furthermore from the world<br>Parents, family, friends or others</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whatever the source of the support<br>Proper purpose is primary<br>To reaping the required reward<br>And enhancing your life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But one thing seems crystal clear<br>No matter what one does<br>Born with silver spoon in mouth<br>Or born unto a mound<br>Life is seldom a smooth situation<br>It is a war of many worries<br>It is a race on a tedious track<br>With Life's rumples really revealed<br>When a person travels that trail</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life is not our type of race<br>What counts with life's race<br>Is the resolve with which you race<br>And whether you complete the chase<br>Finishing gallantly is winning<br>This qualifies you for an accolade</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As many as finish the course <br>Are thus worthy winners <br>In life's challenging race<br>Complete the course with zest<br>And cross the line with zeal<br>That is what certainly counts.<br>It will make you to be counted</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emmanuel+Oduro">Emmanuel Oduro</a><div class=q>
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Life, they say, is what you make it
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But it seems to me rather curious
Why a greater group of God's creations 
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