I am near century,
In need to protect my wicket.
There is no guarantee;
Life is like a game of cricket;
No definite time for mortuary.
Earth is Perth;
Hardly boundaries and sixes
Pitch of devil
This term is not in ours BIRTH
Are you an Achiever?
Yes, you born in devil's ground
Not alone,
With me and this Poem
Shot obstacles
Must become Man of Match.
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