Poems
The price of success

Success Comes with a Price
What price are we all paying?
And what success are we really paying for?
Do we really pay for a surprise good that we're not sure of its content?
Or a good we're not sure of its arrival?
Or a good that, no matter its condition, doesn't have a refund system?
Our definitions of success all differ, but what's the price?
And is it even worth it?
Well, I'd rather pay mine eating "three square meals" a day than quoting, "Who still eats afternoon meal?"
I'd rather pay mine having a place of comfort I call home than watching animals and insects call it a habitat.
I'd pay mine driving to my lecture theatre than getting kissed by El Niño.
Cos what's the point of not having basic life needs and calling it a price to pay?
What's the point of suffering more than necessary for a future that's not certain?
Millions of people are striving for this same "success," and while some have all the books, equipment, and materials necessary, they still pay the price of reading, researching, and understanding.
We have an extra price of suffering, like that makes the trophy bigger.
Are we working towards success, or have we become so accustomed to struggling that we've started treating suffering as proof that we're getting somewhere?
Well......
At the end of the day, we all have to pay our own price.
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