If he is a man, I am his nemesis;
If he is the God, I am his genesis;
No man and no God can challenge my will,
because for me, life is no more a riddle.
I am the source of my power,
in store for need of the hour;
All that matters is an extra mile;
Hold on, the journey is worthwhile.
They said it's impossible for one,
but I know I have to make this run;
All those cowards feared the loss,
but the brave are their own boss.
I don't have any at fore to lead,
but in fact, it is never a need;
All that I wish is inside me,
and my soul and mind are free.
I am thirsty, the sun above so hot;
I keep on, am different from the lot;
My legs cramp, My vision blurred,
and still my resolve undeterred.
Magical it is, the strength it gives,
although it is in me strength lives,
and I'll repeat it for many years,
"Continue, All the world is yours!"
