Life, One Is To Be A Conqueror

A person lives in poverty,

He experiences struggle,

Sometimes he becomes hopeless,

Sometimes he feels helpless,

He knows walking in dark,

He seeks a way towards the light.

He realises the path of life,

He gains knowledge 

That It's his Life 

And he is to live it,

He experiences 

That It's not that important, 

How one looks at life,

It's important, how one lived Life.

The truth is that nature rules,

To be a good-natured,

There are few kinds of natural laws,

Good or bad, 

Evil or not,

Sympathy and empathy,

All those shape him,

On his realisation 

That is how is to live Life.

He gains from his sufferings,

Life is short,

The world is under the law of survival,

Not to lose his faith,

Because he shouldn't owe anyone 

He is to stand strongly on the ground,

He is to keep himself 

Not to push himself to the edge of fall.

He gains from his sufferings,

People will come and go in his Life,

He will see a bright light and dark night,

He is not to take the path of escapism,

From the role for which he has taken birth,

Being wary would make him downward,

People have full of unknown intentions,

The strong one will

Turn his dreams into ambitions,

The lessons of Life are not priceless,

Such experiences are laws.

He is to write the contents in his life book.

Of course, it's not easy to be happy 

With the content he has,

He is to be a conqueror,

From his impossible dreams,

And from his pride, meanness,

He must try to stand up when he falls.

Such wakes him up to conquer,

And he turns fearless to conquer.