One Last Time

Hate what I can wink;

So as I learn

If I want to live

I have to earn.

I may flush out all I see;

As there's an aim, one last time

For a person like me

It's more than just a game.

Life is all about winning the streaks;

I knew how

In the midst of the tide I face

I wish to hit the hall by now.

I know if I were born a loser;

May there be some late

To knock out my gut feeling

Which is my final gate!

I would do what I supposed to do;

As it can not explore all

By the one life, I have with

So, so let the fly high and scroll.

So every time I miss the aim in shame;

Let God have my dream

My life over and over

I prefer focus than scream.

Books, money, sweats, luck, blessing;

All have its own chance

To recreate what I just sought

I will try again with the same stance.

I can expect some trophy for real at the end;

But I see where in the source of fear

I shall pray the whole day and night

Only if the moon draws herself to roar.