What is success? What is prosperity?
A sense of belonging? A sense of pride? A sense of accomplishment?
A personal cry for the limits of your greatness, or is it a personal cry for the triumph of your limits?
How far can one go, to what lengths should we reach, or backs should we step on in the process?
Can success be achieved without the hurt of another? Will another have to fail for your conquer.
The reason why success is also confined by a line of repressed statues of resent.
The stone face of nay-sayers holding concrete buckets to catch your losses.
What is success?
The test of the power of the mind, or the minds test of power?
How far can one go, to secure an equal bracket, or obscure a known entity?
Can success be achieved solely off one determinant? Will another settle for your ambition.
The reason why success is met by a bucket of overvalued pity.
The face of the unknown will seldom come to surface.
What is prosperity?