I tumbled many times
Offended
Mortified
Yet, Life flows as furious river do
I lost many games
Freed many chances
Wasted opportunities
Yet, spirit remains alive
My foes threw me no good words
No saintly thoughts
Undignified, they said
Piece of nothing they treated me
Believers are my saviors
Foes are just my toys
I sailed the tempestuous sea
Drove the champed road
Climbed the highest mountain
Battled with the raging rain
Yet, nature is with me
Caressing
Nurturing
Saving me against evils
Enough…
Everything has been said
Everyone has been praised
I had been your worst
Your body
And now, its my turn
Because my best is yet be….
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