Story Of a Billionaire

 I was a guy of average looks and average features,
 who was treated, as an abnormal creature.

 At the age, when everyone plays;
 I used to sold toys, made up of clay.

 I worked with diligence, days and nights;
 Just to make my future bright.

 Being an orphan, I never called for treats;
 How can a guy get this, who lives on streets.

 Everytime I fell,stood up at the same;
 My diligence is an asset,
 whose results, noone can claim.

 To save a single penny, I used to walk miles;
 Inspite of this, I never bargained with my smile.

 Now I am a billionaire, having lots of cars;
 Still i think, My destination is so far.

 I have learned ,only one thing in my life;
 Life has to move on, Even on the edge of knife.