If it be that man must suffer for something, then he will get indeed.
When it does happened that the hard times come, I will remember the good old days.
Some people have it in their life, to hit once and succeed. Others have it that hitting twice would do. Nevertheless, some also have to hit for the third time.
That so many things needs doing
Which I paid less attention to until it happened
So fast nearly breaking down brave hearts
Which for years has been built
To maintain and contain
All that could possibly be
Now or later deeds
Holding no one responsible than myself
It all never seems right, and then there is a question
If ever I know that questions should be ask before tempting solutions
I would have built my house in tin air
Where it hardly recognizes itself
Yes, little did I know what to do
Than it all happened at once
Oh, humble friend, whose works are but not limited to that which the eyes sees
In great depth and beyond what the ears can hear
Which ages has not been, yet your good fellow seeks
In haste and as chasing the winds here
Bad as it could be to hear
Which often leads to your early journey
Taken on afar and not near
Like reversing a key
Which is as but would not be compared to a drunk cup of coffee
If failure be a liquid substance…the unfocused…shall know no difference between a saliva.
It is not only a good thing to change strategies when needs be, nevertheless, to hold on fast and improve perpetually.
If ever you have the chance to be a woman…do not forget others wished they were you. In that you do what you know best in all manner of humility. For the best is not until proven.
Sometimes I wonder, a child is given birth to in a single day, takes so many years to grow; dies finally in a single day. Is that what life is supposed to mean?
This is what sends man to work out his brain. With authority in hand, it can travel far.