Then like a worm go through dirt
We stay in the form of beginning
Slowly we develop,
Things inspire us
Seem so very much attractive
Is it right or wrong?
We find ourselves as a worm
Born in the dirt of society
Not much opportunity
Not much education
Not a nice place to live
Our minds cry for better
We reach out in an effort
Effort to live or die
With bad chances ahead
We plunge into the mud
As a worm in rain
We find company of others
Going bad as a start
We die from a worm
Thus living as a caterpillar
We want good though it's difficult
Pressing on we stagnate
As the caterpillar metamorphosizes
Days go on we learn from past
We cannot return to old
So we make decisions to change
We unfold as a butterfly
Learnt of old we now do better
Thus we live striving ever after
Like a rose in thorns
We bloom forever by experience!
This is our Life.
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