Born into this cold world,
Not knowing how life is going to be spent,
Crying in the arms of a weary mother,
The wickedness of the world greeting my innocence,
But guided loved and cared for,
The future shines beams of brightness
A beautiful future awaits,
A future built on sweat and toil
From sucking mothers warm breasts,
To crawling; standing upright, walking and running,
Picking up a bag and following a chosen path
A path full of complications,
With temptations at hand to lead one into oblivion,
A life full of despair, and hope and unpredictable possibilities.
Leaving parents to start a new life,
A lot feel from the cradle to the grave,
Struggling and trying to make a good life,
For posterity to follow.
Teaching countless generations what life should be,
Forever making them live a good life.
After turning back to your past,
You see, smile and say in a proud way,
"My life was beautiful", but a story that cannot be forgotten,
Making people choose you as their Idol for their own future.
Making your success known to the world,
When death comes you tell him "it's time"
For you to rest and sleep
You smile and tell yourself
"I lived a wise and good life"
I'M JUST A SIMPLE MINDED WRITER.
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