A Life Full of Storms
A ping pong match
With two eyes fixing on or running after
A small ball
Which bounces up and down
Moves back and forth
Twists and turns
The mind sets a plot
Following the theory of physics
Then hand swings, bat hits
Smashing at different angles
Legs compromise
No hestitation
No carelessness
All cooperate to win
For prestige and fame
Life too is as tough as a match
Topsy-turvy and full of storms
But following a theory of truth and justice
Moral and conscience
For self esteem and dignity
Maybe to win a match indoor
Isn't as important as
To win a stormy life outdoor
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