There had been problems before too. We felt the same, our impatience grew And little by little, we came out too, A lot better, in more than times a few. So why should we now raise our hands And give up, knowing all this? Should we? Why not we raise our bar and stand Till the end? I know that its not easy! But what is the point in doing something That is easy for us, all the time, you agree? Lets try facing the odds surmounting Our abilities, where we may feel wobbly. Through repeated tries, a bird flies. Through continuous attempts, the sea expands. Through years of toil, the tree stands high. Why can't we follow them, I don't understand! Instead of cursing and crying, lets turn To pushing the odds and winning true. Instead of succumbing meekly, lets burn Till the very end, carrying the glow!
