Life, life is a long way to go.
It’s like a train journeying towards a direction.
Some make it to their destinations.
Others get stuck on the way
Life, life is a race.
Like taking off in a marathon.
People get to the finish line.
Others do not get there.
Who is to blame?
Absolutely nobody but yourself.
The way you handle it
Gives a thought of how you succeed.
The poem is nice, keep it up my dear.
Thank you for your comment, Mark.
I really love it. Indeed no one is to be blame but yourself. Thank you.
Thank you for your comment, Belin.
Keep it up dear…greater heights.
Thank you for your comment, Dosuwa.
Nice piece dear.
Thank you for your comment, Deborah.