You are who you are - a unique creature.
All men are your brothers but you’re different and rare.
None that came before, none that lives today,
nor one that lives tomorrow will ever be like you.
You’re a unique rarity of nature’s creation,
an end product of changes through years of evolution.
So you’re well-equipped in both body and mind,
as any other creatures, emperors and wise men.
Within you burns a flame of discontent,
raging so fiercely for years and generations.
It scorches your spirit, a constant irritation-
an eagerness to be better as you journey on.
You have unlimited potential that should be put to use,
lest it will rot and die, stagnate and run dry.
You should achieve more, much more that you’ve done,
and not indulge in self-praise for achievement not grand.
Struggle may not be easy, thorns may come your way.
But they’re chances in disguise, hold on ’till you’re free.
Nature knows no defeat and so should you,
victorious you’ll emerge as you persist and wait.
Into a mountain you’ll grow, not shrink into a mound,
by straining your potential until success is found.
Yes, you’ll be the greatest, the greatest of all,
’cause you’re not born by chance, that’s what you’re here for.
