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The Real Challenge Of Growth

The Real Challenge Of Growth

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The grave challenge of growth comes when you get knocked down,

When cures are obscure,

But wounds are still abound,

When agony knows no bound,

No restraint of pain is found,

You face the harsh test when you ultimately get knocked down,

There are times in life,

When happiness vamoose, 

Unfortunately, with pain you engender a perennial truce,

When no matter how much you try,

Every time you are dashed to the ground,

The grave challenge of growth comes when you get knocked down,

You would be belittled and derided,

Life would play so many formidable games,

You would feel as a sobbing kid continuously chided,

When striking waters shake your sail,

When the world is engulfed by nothing but a horrendous gale,

When the dawn seems reluctant to arrive,

The courage in you is no longer extant to thrive,

And a fable for gloominess is all the rage around,

The grave challenge of growth comes when you get knocked down,

Getting back up is a work of true valour,

But who said that the violent waters were for the tyro sailor,

Shrouded by oblivion and gloominess,

You need to carry on and win the battle, in which you were about to be trounced,

The grave challenge of growth comes when you get knocked down,

Your dreams can't perish and you have to survive,

Show the world,

The victory is yours and yours is the crown,

Get back up again since your opponents deserve nothing more than a loser's frown,

No matter how much darkness engulfs the path ahead around,

Show the world, you will get back up, as many times as you get knocked down,


Unprecedented must be your victory,

Your medals should be your pain's scars,

Since you have the audacity to win,

I challenge, nobody can get you barred,

Either you die today or live in the realms of history, 

Whether you get back up or die as an uneventful mystery, 

It's is your choice to decide, 

Whether you strike back again, 

Or flow with the mediocre tide, 

Your victory, only, must make the throbbing sound,

Prove the world you passed the test by rising up,

After getting knocked down. 

 

 

 

 


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