Live race
Let it be art, science or trade
They are like edges of blade
Never allow you easy success
Many times you will loose the face
Try hard and overcome the line
Push everything aside and keep on side line
The success story may be repeated
Happiness and joy with us and to feel elated
We are not here to cry over failure
Nothing is certain or to be taken for sure
Original product may turn out to be impure
So is life and may turn any time sour
Love to live and enjoy rich fruits
It may give you room to suit
Adjust with the odds and face
Life is constant chase and live race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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