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The Last Time ?

What keeps you alive ?
Is it the high Hopes,
Or the worthy Challenges ?
Or a desire to prove yourself 
To the society's Evangelists ?

When was the last time
You thought of giving up,
On your Dreams
And struggles ?
Because of some 
Stupid rumbles ?

When was the last time
You faced a Rebuttal,
And lost confidence ?
Not just in yourself 
Also in your ability to fight ?

When was the last time
You were faced with Criticism,
And you thought
To abandon ?
Your strengths
And your soul
Along with your Goal ?

When was the last time
You endured Pain,
But couldn't persist
And so decided to
End the Game ?

When was the last time
You saw that look 
Of Disappointment
In your parents' eyes ?
And thought you were
Worthless
And worthy of dying ?

When was the last time
You decided to stand up
Not just for yourself
But also your mates,
Because you have had enough
Of this Society and its Ways ??

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