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A very good friend of mine isn't having a good time of late. He requested me to write a poem to cheer him up. With his permission, I subject you all to the same torture.


There’s a soldier in you, but he never fought,
There’s a professor in you, he never taught.
The lover in you, he never lied,
The professional in you, never cried.
But the doctor in you, ought to cure,
The patient in you, your inner fear.

When life appears to be on the rocks,
And all it gives you seems to be mocks.
Do not feign to look just and kind,
Tide can turn, just speak your mind.
Lock the Pandora ’s Box within you,
You’ll see success, like very few.

Curiosity has always killed the cat,
Reign it in, please ensure that.
A plant with strong roots,
Won’t need support to climb,
A man with substance,
Won’t need help to triumph.

Believe in yourself, no matter what,
Living that way is a great Art.
Keep intact self-confidence and honor,
No one can push you, to the corner.

Make all professionals in the first verse act,
Rise from the ashes; make good use of tact.
Fondly remembered isn’t he , who himself positions,
But the one who demolishes, all oppositions.


What matter’s in life is not what you achieve, it is what you overcome.