On the field of struggle, decorated with wounds,
The presence of suffering isn’t always bad.
Every step feels so painful,
But every second, my heart feels happy.
Accompanied by obstacles, in the storm,
In every challenge, take the spirit.
Even though the road is winding, full of bitterness,
But that’s where we find happiness.
Stones thrown, ordeals hit,
No slowing down of steps, no loss.
In every struggle there is a beautiful story.
Carving out hope, in the midst of immense difficulties.
The biting pain, can’t be missed,
But behind it, love is irreplaceable.
A torturous struggle, but so praising,
Because there, we find the true meaning of life.
In all endeavors, health is a gift,
The key to happiness, in every step of the struggle.
Gratitude flows, in every breath you take,
Respect comes to the fore, for every struggle achieved.
Competing interests
The authors declare no conflict of interest in this poetry.
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