City Boy
A desire to thrive in a city so grand. A city where success is scrutinized and accomplishment is ordinary. "What will I become?" asks a city boy. A city where the richest man is nameless, where the less privileged are tainted. A place that praises what we portray to be, and shames those who demonstrate modesty. "What will I amount to be?" asks a city boy. Will I succeed? Praised for what I have achieved? Or will I be plain and ordinary? Forgotten like the majority? Will I lead? Inspiring ones to succeed? Or will I succumb to be a follower? Endlessly searching for wisdom to heed? Truly a city that is so grand that it forces a boy to question: “Will I ever become a man?”
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