Through anarchy, you gain fame.
Through monarchy, you claim an executive name.
Through trial, you earn a new automobile.
Through a steal, you gain a first class meal.
Throughout it all, you learn that the battle is not worth the fall.
Throughout it all, you learn how to find your natural call.
One of my better poems I think, as it can be very difficult creating rhymes aligned with the same rhyme throughout; without losing any authenticity or creativity. Hope you enjoy.