Thrive

Ever seen young boys,
Facing hardship?

I have, and I’ve been one too!

Brave souls they are,
With inexhaustible optimism,
Brash and cocky they may be,
Yet in a good way, before experience,

As they grow up,
But give up on their dreams,
Both old and new,

Indoctrination by society-at-large,
The joint-stock company, said Emerson,

Reduced to a common stamp,
Living at a fraction of their potential,

Rough edges shall be smoothed, sure
Strengthening the will, should be too
The latter paves the way, the former helps

The song of life is survival,
To thrive is natural, to struggle is learned.