Marginal
A poem on perfectionism
Fly Fly, Soar the Sky
Fall down, never drown
Rise above, give it a try
Thorns or roses wear a crown
Run run, rabbit run
Run fast, ace the race
Eat your greens, don’t hop
For you’ll be eaten if you stop
Learn it all, do it all
Rest not, for you will sprawl
It’s a thing, pretty marginal
Go the extra mile to be phenomenal
Who will take you? Who will try?
Who will love you? Who will cry?
Birds can fly but rabbits not
Make sure you never shed a teardrop.
— Zaigam Akhtar
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