I'm a fighter,
Tired or maybe just wired to keep struggling,
trying various ways of adapting to the changing wiles of life,
I pick up few clothes, slip on my fancy footwear and set out for work,
Or do I just recline on my bedroom chair,
Here's a full grown chap by society's standard,
Required not just to keep soul and body tight,
But regarded with an aggrandised status of high taste,
Yes by onlookers and mentees who desire some lifts and tips for a little weeks drive.
I'm not better than you,
Yes, I still struggle with the 'imposing' syndrome,
I sometimes feel the need to silence the celebration of my heroism
lest you get abashed by the battles left unconquered.
I still fight.
Obaba Museum 
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