What Lies Ahead?

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I have never counted starts in sky, No wings, but with imaginations try to fly, Never claim high and feet firmly on ground Hunt is on till new treasure is found Am I not capable of achieving goal? Do I not have the honesty and pure soul? Mind is pre-occupied with if and buts Chances are less but may face it with guts Have to keep pace with changing world, Try and usher in era while not developing cold Hair may disappear and head becomes bald, Resolution of high order and approach bold Has vigour become thing of past? Nothing should be left till it lasts, Sky is the limit and areas so vast Truest always in self and never doubts cast, I may not go far and find place among, Race may be halted and not go long, Voice may be blurred not suitable for song, Still keeping head high as find no wrong, Time may run out as deals may have clout, Victory less in sight with possibility of rout, Relation may turn sour and can’t think about Unexpected may happen with many more fall outs Life is full of challenge with hard task ahead We have to make move and take a lead Challenge must be accepted and correctly read With application of mind keeping and cooling head Situation may not improve by simple thinking Ship may run aground and wait for sinking Nothing could be salvaged if not properly thought Something still could be achieved if hard battles fought

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