Dark horse
I I have proved and stayed as dark horse
Nobody would come to know without code Morse
People disregard me and pass the curse
Always non starter and unavailable force
I have earned disrepute and considered as unreliable
Still try to garner support and prove capable
Never waste a time for second or minute
Keep watch on all and observe it minutely
Play game safe and advance self interest
Try to extract more and achieve the best
Everything at command without passing test
Achievement of the goal without any rest
All for self betterment and not for social cause
No let up in work and continue without pause
This all becomes necessary in changing world
I know naked truth then why people turn cold?
This is selfish world and you should stay supreme
Play safe and never go to the end extreme
I may prove incompetence if not seize the opportunity
Life comes to a halt if not keep continuity,
People have a soft corner and very short memory
Go for bright glitter and never feel sorry
Worship rising sun and look not at sunset
Life should be at height and ambition preset
All eyes are on achievement and conceding defeat
Success story should emerge even making repeat
People fall in line and not mind treachery
Offer all the help even they feel jittery
Neither I am claiming nor proving hollow
System so prevalent I piously follow
Not offer chance or slight mistake to allow
People know better what is lying below
I want to achieve and rise above average
Glory and name should have wide coverage
All might say what is there in name
It doesn’t follow without playing game
I continuously strive after hard bargain
Doesn’t matter more whether loss or gain
Nothing comes in life without taking pain
Simple truth should be followed as it is plain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Big Question To Ponder!
Aim of all in the world is to win in all matters!
Is it enough if you succeed in getting a degree?
Is it enough if you work till retirement in the job?
Is it enough if you live long from birth to death?
What is the use of degree if you don’t get true knowledge?
What is the use of job if you don’t achieve anything?
What is the use of life if you don’t achieve satisfaction?
Sans knowledge, achievement and satisfaction life is vain!
Why are we caught between pleasure and pain to live so long?
What is the purpose of our creation in the world in particular?
This is the big question everyone has to ponder sooner or later;
There lies answer for all other questions to get truth to glory!
Don’t we feel it is a great waste of time not to have done so?
So, where does lie the mistake in the system we all operate so?
poem by Ramesh T A
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As life nears
It is life cycle
We are helpless and unable
No say in ultimate end
To live with the world and befriend
Good work may be paid as life nears
Its destination and leaves only tears behind
Nothing to miss about your loss as it was open and frank
Everybody is in grief but pray the God and thank
You might have been good to people
You might proved your worth and be able
To deliver the work as promised
It might be hailed as achievement before you ceased
Not all get everything as desired in life
The life is full of challenge and also of strife
How you could do it is another aspect
This has only lead you to earn respect
Today people are laying wreath
It is great loss to them over your death
Not that there were no people of your caliber
But you were great success and hailed as climber
You were so close to their heart
This was no less achievement as an art
To get acclaim from people is a rare feat
People have to make great sacrifice and sweat
I evaluate this scene as one of most deserving and commendable
Your dreams have been realized and proved as sustainable
So far they were considered as unachievable and beyond human reach
You made it as reality as no one had promised as such
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Action in contemplation
Do not act in haste
It will be too late
No one may come forward
To offer you consolation or word
It is real test
You should not waste
You should not sit idle or rest
Until you get clearly the best
This is give and take
You have to act and reciprocate
The world is tit for tat
You will have to act as per that
Who will venture for nothing
If there is no gain for something
You can't expect people to be liberal
No note is taken of if told in verbal
Hollow words may invite only problem
It won't be taken seriously by them
You got to prove your worth
As there is shortage or dearth
Your intent will not be judged
Your action only will be weighed
One bad action may invite gloom
There won't be left any other room
Search for reasonable praiseworthy solution
It must only be action packed resolution
You must mix with the people as solubles in water
That is most important and subject matter
Have all cards close to the chest
Try to think positive and deliver the best
Forget about the result and leave it to rest
That may prove as your crucial test
Public memory is too short
Many may try to scuttle or abort
You need their valuable support
Try to be with them with personal rapport
You may pass through all ordeals
But it is short term fall out and not real
You guess what can be next in store?
Try to think and possibly explore
Any action may have equal response
You must be careful and alert hence
You never be given chance to face
This is one time final race
All are striving very hard to attain
They may prove as your rivals main
You got to overcome them and excel
It will definitely speak of you very well
The desirous result is not achieved if acted in haste
It is totally unwarranted and waste
People may get hint of your preparation
You may be failing in your examination
It is always advised to go for speedy action
People should not be afforded with quick reaction
It must be like lightening speed and in waves
No one may come forward and simply dare
This thing is expected of a person
He has to act differently in all the seasons
There may not be many reasons
Only one may be the real reason
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Two Different People
Two different people
Black people, white people
Black world, White world
A black person thinks different from the white people
White people thinks highly of himself
White people works very hard for his living
Black's are lazy
They don't want to work, they just want the money
You have to work for the money, they just don't get it
White people knows that there are no free ride in life
Black's want a free ride, there are no free ride in life
Nothing is free in life except for the air that you breathe
The white people have to be careful of what they say to the black People
Whatever you say to the black people if they don't like it they will say it Is discrimination
We can't understand them
They have a mind of their own
The white people are loving and caring
What about the black people?
Not a hope in hell
I don't want any part of the black world
The black world is not safe for me
So I rather stay in my white world where I feel safe
We can't trust them
The reason why there is violence in this world is because the black People cause it
Now they don't like it because they have to live with it
We want a safe world for our people
The black people don't care about it because the only thing they know And seen is violence
There is too much violence on TV
They like it
They like the feeling of danger
We white don't like the feeling of danger
The blacks hate the white people and the white people don't like them Either
The white people knows when to shut up
The black people never knows when to shut up
There is why there are always problem with them
They make life miserable for us
The white people will always be a good friend
The black people can never be your friend
They will take everything they can get from you for free
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A firm resolution
Tear the cloths and don’t wear
Be the coward and don’t fear
Don’t be sentimental and shed the tears
Discard the front and stay at the rear
Play it safe and live longer
Spread the lies and stay as monger
Carve out the position with clear image
Stay cool on the scene and ably manage
This is how today is demanding
People starve and life ending
Clear message of love and hatred only sending
Not much of good things reading
You raise your head and you are gone
You are way laid and completely done
To play with life has become child’s play
It is impossible now for honorable stay
You are not safe in your own area
No one is interested in listening to your plea
It is pure game of hunting the helpless
I pray God to offer them with all the bless
We shall stay here as mere creature
We see in it no bright future
The goons may emerge stronger and rule
We will watch them helplessly as fool
We are destined to lie low
No one will make the way for us and allow
We have miserably failed to follow
It is better we bow head and silently go
It has nothing to do with individual’s entity
It may sometimes not suit to your personality
The life must be lived with its continuity
There lies complete strength in unity
Until you do it with great zeal
The threat may remain as real
It has got all the relevance if you stay firm
Resolute in your action and firmly confirm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At the top
How do you feel at the top of the ladder?
You may look happy with enough money as trader
Fortune smiles with top slot in the ministry as leader
Good contracts and successful planner as bidder
This is how one takes as successful person
He has enough of everything to feel happy with reason
Fortune and fame may push you to extreme side
You may have every opportunity to see the world as too wide
Wise person may take it lightly and stay fully calm
He may consider it as reward and stay in farm
After all it has come through his hard work and labor
He has everything to rejoice and nothing to harbor
If you can digest the honor and fame in right spirit
Then you may see the clear road ahead in dark or dimly lit
It may encourage you to do more and stay fit
Failure or success may be right way to treat
It makes you blind with sudden rise or success
Whole world is in near vicinity and you have an easy access
You may find it par at excellence and easy to digest
You may also frown upon if some one comes to suggest
It tends to make you to think others as second grade
You dark past doesn’t bother you at all memory fade
You think it has come to you by work and luck
You are lost in oblivion, have dilemma and struck
It is real test for you to stand fast in such situation
You may loose sympathy for the lack of evaluation
It is your clean image that may rescue you from fall
Peron must have courage to prove for the right call
Not all may maintain amidst rising fame
They will curse others and pass the blame
Whole credit may be given to their entire efforts
This may take them away to maintain good rapports
Nothing comes in the way if you maintain calm posture
No comments or silence may enable you to decide the future
You may be considered noble and trust worthy
You will have all praise and sympathy
Love the world and live with it as simple challenge
You must have clear goal as how to adjust and rearrange
It has nothing to do with your present status
You may rise or fall without loosing the trust
He, who swims across, may find it easy
His path may be smooth and rosy
The sun may be shining all the way
It may be considered as golden day
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Journey Through My Mind
I'll let you in my world
To see what it's like being me
You might just want a sneak preview
Cause you can't handle all of me
Beyond the candy coated lies
The raw truth is that
I'm just like you
With the hollow emptiness of my soul
The future looking dim
Take a knife and peel back the layers of my mind
You will find a child wanting to be free
Free from care and misery
The lack of knowing
The hate that has build
It's getting ready to explode
If you can't handle it
Get out before your mind is corrupted
If you don't like what you see
Leave before you get pulled in
The fear is building
Have you figured out my mind yet
The way i work is haunting you
Run and hide, it's that time once again
Where i either take you in,
or break you where you're standing
This could be fun or scary
All depending on how you see it
I hope i'm not making you feel unwelcomed and unloved
I love your company
It's not very often that i get vistiors
Most people have abandoned the thought of me
I'm ready to fight for what i believe in
To make people see that
What they see isn't all of me
I offer more then what they think
I am capable of many things
They just won't give me a chance
The time of day
The recognition that i deserve
I'll take a break and let you refect on what you have just heard
You can stay where you are if you would like to continue the journey
Or if you would like to leave the exit is just over there
For those of you who have stayed
I would like to thank you, but this was just a test
To see who was interested and who really cares.
(11-16-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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Doing Their Best To Achieve
What advice would you give,
To anyone seeking with a wish...
To become successful.
'That's a difficult question.
I really don't know.
And advice?
I am no authority to be giving advice,
To anyone.'
Okay.
What would you say about those,
Who have given their support...
To the ones who do become successful.
'Few people know,
From the beginning who will become successful.
However...
I will say this,
It depends on the enviorment one lives in.
If one hears over and over again,
That they need to leave an enviornment...
In which people are not accustomed,
To those wishing to achieve success...
There will be many people there believing themselves,
Limited in mind and insecure.
And many will berate anyone choosing to think...
They can do something else with their lives,
Than wasting their time talking about others...
Doing their best to achieve.
And achievement takes work, discipline, devotion and sacrifice.
With a getting of very little sleep,
Those unaware would never accept to believe.'
Do you believe you are successful?
'Extremely.
I was born with the ability to ignore naysayers.
Especially those hiding their insecurities,
To make excuses to dump their self hatred on others.
And people like that I have known all my life.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People SOS!
People! Become thoughtful!
You must be deep in thoughts.
This world? This world without truth,
People look but dont't look through.
People, people, people SOS!
You're destroyers of this world.
People, people I'm Boss
And I command: stop it all!
People, peoople! Trees do fall
Oxygen disappears from air.
This world without soul
Let's start new life since New Year!
People! It's time for changes
Countdown started, Yeah!
People! Make your choice,
See you in New Year!
Let the children read
People are waiting for the King
To safe broken heart and safe life
People who are busy to erase their sin
But some people still searching
How to manage this difficult life
The rest are trying to help poor people
I am an ordinary people
Who has an ordinary heart
I don't have power to save this world
But i want to learn to care
Because i realize i live not for this world
I live for the next step with my King
If it is possible
I want to help many children around me
Who feel hunger of education
but do not have money
I wish i can get scholarship one day
But, when i see those little children
Better, if i can help them
Teach them
Make them read
So they will know science and the truth
I hope... i can help myself first
So, i can help them and my family
Because children deserve to have education
Children should have many dreams
Children should feel safe
No more tears to this world for them
Some People
Some people seem to have it all
Some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused
Some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people pray before they kill
Some people kill just for the thrill
Some people follow one mans vision, some others die on television
Some people build their homes on sand, some people live in garbage cans
Some people think that live is dear, some people hope the end is near
Some people fight for right to life, some people hate to stay alive
Some people dream of life on mars, some people end their life in cars
Some people throw their lives away, some others go on holidays
Some people live and love in vain, some people dont and go insane
Some people always need to win, some other people love to sin
Some people breaking all their vows, some people slashing sacred cows
Some people like to worship stars, some people think the worlds a farce
Some people try to make ends meet, some others end up kissing feet
Some people find their holy grail, some other people go to hell
Some people never catch their breath, some people drink themselves to death
Some people seem to have it all, some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused, some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people
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Gold/ocean/1994
song performed by by Alphaville
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Why do people play with blood ?
Why do people play with blood when it gives no pleasure and only pain?
Why do people wag a war when it gives only losses and no gain?
Why do people play with mud when it never tones up but tarnishes their images?
Why do people play the blame -game when it never solves the problem but increases?
Why do people hit the greats when it gives them less fame and more blasphemy?
Why do people create controversy when it gives less positive and more negative publicity?
Why do people lie when do they know in it there is only ugliness and no beauty?
Why do people do jealousy when they do know that it shows their own bankruptcy?
Why do people lick the legs of power when it shows their weakness- the sycophancy?
Why do people do hypocrisy when they do know that they are telling lies?
Why do people heed to the greed when they do know the sweetness of life dies?
Why do people fall in lecherous lust when they do know it eats their own flesh?
Why do people play tricks when they do know that it shows only their foolishness?
Why do people do corruption when they do know it is the selling of their souls?
Why do people do nepotism when they do know it is the quality of them which falls?
Why do people love more self than any one else when they do know it is a disease - narcissism?
Why do people hate people when they do know it is the murder of humanism?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Sir Duke
Music is a world within itself
With a language we all understand
With an equal opportunity
For all to sing, dance and clap their hands
But just because a record has a groove
Dont make it in the groove
But you can tell right away at letter a
When the people start to move
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just wont quit
But here are some of musics pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget
For theres basie, miller, satchmo
And the king of all sir duke
And with a voice like ellas ringing out
Theres no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
I can feel it all over-all over now people
Cant you feel it all over
Come on lets feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
Everybody-all over people
Notes: corrected by [email protected]
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Sonnet- The World Today(14)
People with intact eyes, yet appear blind;
Peop1e with alert ears seem not to hear;
People with intact nose, no sme11 can find;
People with every joy appear to tear.
People are cheats and cheat themselves all life;
People tell lies to men and to themselves;
People well-off, appear to be in strife;
People are bad and appear worse than Elves.
The world is bad and so people turn bad;
The world isn’t true and so people are not;
The world is mad and so people turn mad;
The world's a show and people simply plot.
And people waste their time and waste others';
And people aren't true to their own brothers.
poem by John Celes
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How to prove?
I may be proved as dark horse
It may be difficult for others to subdue me by force
I act as per my own best conscience
It has got its own importance and relevance
How can I be different from others?
This idea always hounds me and bothers
I got to move smoothly and fall in line
Even if it not to my liking and out of tune
I can’t stand in whole universe as only person
known as humble and obedient son,
I can’t be fed always with in spoon,
It may so happen that I stand to loose race very soon
I will have to excel and steal the show
sometimes to side with wrong people and whole weight throw
Not to show favor but ready to go,
Chances to remain with them may be dim but can’t forgo,
How to survive in this selfish and ignorant world?
Where hollow promises matter the word
Cheating and deceiving are only strong parameters
Situation differs from place to place but never alters
I have to lie to many people and shed tears
It has tremendous effect and largely bears
I may have strong apprehension and worst fears
There is no other option but to offer three cheers
All was just all for fake show
It was not at all for good relation to grow
I could make little impact and went slow
I knew it from beginning it will block the flow
People too became weary and were asking why?
I never had commotion or felt regret and shy
the role was different but had to play
I was aware but had no other way
I can’t stand all alone but have to side,
keeping all secrets to self but not to confide,
I may be wrong but not all the time
Life is to believed with simple goal prime
Sometimes you have to kill your own conscience
You may not like to live with it in presence
Still it has so many compulsions to be kept in mind
Ways and means to be searched for and find
If you remain stick to one particular view
You may never get your legitimate due
People may disregard and often insult
They will not bother you even to consult
So think of remaining different
It may be visible and apparent
This is the quality inherent
It is the only ideal choice at present
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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O, People
O, people
O, what are they living for?
They stay till midnight
Say there’s no enough time
And afraid what’ll happen tomorrow
O, people
How many faces they should wear
To show pride and to hide
Don’t reveal dark inside
Fake emotion, many crying are naught
So is this how the world’s spinning?
Ignore what we are feeling
Take you want, leave me none
Give me love then the pain
Never know when the truth is lie
O, people
Why are they hard to understand?
They argue long then they fight
Say they who should be right
Give me almighty reason to blame
O, people
When will they try to remember?
Want to learn from mistake
Listen what others said
So we could live in peace together
So how will this story be end?
Will I be trapped in another game?
Or like the moon can’t be full again
But somehow I just understand
That life always goes on circle
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)
PEOPLE EVERYWHERE: SOCIAL MUSIC
Original 11 03 3009
People everywhere over here over there people
In poor bread lines people in pony drawn carriages
People on a chariot with a rumble seat people on a
Climb on a mountain steep people on a dime on a
Corner on Wall Street –street people -people everywhere
Everywhere there’s a drummer. Where you going?
Everywhere you go you go with a beat you go with
Where the music is… where the music is “social man
What’s jazz? ” People everywhere just social that’s all
New Orleans people social all the way up river to
Kansas City on up to Chicago don’t make no difference
If your name is Santiago Obama Bergson Rothschild
Bush just social People -Montrose New York City
People social all the way to Rio Paris Johannesburg
Brazil Belize over all the bridges –London Suez
Toronto Montreal people in a dim café -social
People in church every weekday and everyday
Everywhere there’s a temple play -Joe’s Place
People social man -music social don’t make no
Difference where you get together whoever is playing
Just playing so you keep on playing with everybody
Playing -people play social music man –man or
Woman don’t understand just don’t stop playing
People everywhere want to be there to see it -up here
You playing social music -understand -just don’t
Stop playing -people everywhere get hungry lose
Patience -people everywhere not playing social music
When you stop playing social music people every-
Where stop –trying to figure out why everybody
Stop playing social music -nothing social about
Playing a whole lot of music -nothing truly social
In a lot of music -the next thing you know a short
Spell and before long you got wars breaking out
Stop playing and its hell -that’s not social any more.
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.
poem by Lee B. Mack
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Sheer madness
What are criteria to be called mad?
Is that one looks so gloomy and sad?
Looks so shabby and behaviour so bad
Frowning lines on face…………..
One way or other we fall in same category
Every body is after fame and glory
Different attitudes with simple story
Nothing to offer but only sorry
There is no end to our being crazy
Claiming credit despite being lazy
Going for all excuses and no regret
Novel ideas and impractical ways to suggest
Attempt to woo people for straight sympathy
Hard line approach with little apathy
Knowing not what will be the ultimate outcome?
Garnering support with praise and welcome
I know it may not help the cause
There may be serious setbacks because
It lacks sincerity, deep vision and sight
What is use of rift which causes uproar and fight?
Your lust and ambition should stop somewhere
You can’t poke your nose and fight everywhere
May be people resorting to unfair means and way
What makes you to take course in hand and have a say?
Many have tried easy way and perished
Beautiful palaces built but razed and demolished
Time and tide waits for none and play the part
What is use of presenting self clever and only smart?
We should not be driven mad and crazy
Everything must be taken in good spirit and easy
Right will always be right and wrong a wrong
Better to keep aside and concentrate for career long
Life and glory may have its destined time
We should strive for goal and object prime
It may not yield the result in near future
But it is ultimate destiny and kind of nature
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An honest always suffer
Why do honest people always suffer?
What is reason behind it that they differ?
Why can’t they accept good wishes and offers?
Are they really on right path and true thinkers?
It is an age old tradition that comes on surface
Lots of criticism and comments we have to face
People choose material gain and involve in mad race
They get frustration and disillusion in any case
They will find appropriate place and honor
The present set back can be considered as minor
It may take some times to get established
All their efforts may stand good and not finished
The world may realize its utility
There is scope for its continuity
No use pursuing in its futility
It may be sub standard in quality
All the sufferings and insult is there for honest
It doesn’t pay him desired result even if it best
It may be crucial time or can be considered as test
He will not keep quite and pursue it without rest
His work may not be realized or fall on deaf ears
It may need hard efforts for many more years
It may develop fatigue and body may wear out
He still may opt and go in for it through out
They have nothing to loose at the end
He may not distinguish between foes and friends
He is always there for right cause with reasons
He has same feeling with energy in all the seasons
Let there be unhealthy competition or unreasonable demand
The right people will pursue it till the end
It can’t make any impact on their activities
They may still live with elegance and niceties
You need few people to fall in line with
There lie bare facts with the truth
Anybody can choose for or against
It is really worth to go in and invest
You may suffer initially but ultimately gain
It may prove successful and not go in vain
The tiring efforts are bound to succeed
It may remain within limit and not exceed
The flowers in garden may boom in spring
The birds may build the nest and rest the wings
It is nice place to seek refuge and rest
You may then have beautiful ideas to put on test
The environment and nature also comes to the rescue
We must pay enough attention which is in fact over due
When they are generous all the way in nature
Why can’t we be same for our bright future?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Olympics and Life
The Olympics is a reflection of life
as it has it's winners and losers
one minute your on a high
the next you can get knocked down.
If you want to achieve your dream
it will come through hard work
as the more you put in to it
the greater the rewards will be.
Sometimes you get just one chance
a Golden opportunity to succeed
but if your not ready it can slip away
someone else can take it from your grasp.
In Sport nothing is handed on a plate
lots of blood, sweat, and tears, along the way,
and in life it can be just the same
but you just have to keep on going.
But some people get tired and give up
when victory can be just around the corner
it don't matter how many times you fall down
just as long as you always get back up.
So life is a Marathon and not a sprint
with many hurdles and obstacles to get over
but if you keep going at a steady pace
you'll get to the finishing line in the end!
poem by Kevin Halls
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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