My Struggle

There is no need to feel proud, 
If you have any achievement,
I hear someone’s cry,
He doesn’t deserve for it.

I am doing and never check again,
What I have done,
I am doing to forget,
I don’t know what I have done?

I tried to remember something,
If I expect a reward,
When I know that nobody will reward me,
Then why I remember for them.

I were born to do something,
That’s why am I doing?
It should be remarkable and appraisable,
That is only my struggle.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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