Life

It is so meaningless
To sit and contemplate
For time runs ever ahead
And Life does not wait.
Life does not pause
And why should it do so?
It was always meant to move
And ever onward go.
Life cares little whether
The world's friendly or a stone
And midst the joy and sorrow
Bought by it- you are all alone.
Life is there to be lived
Whether it be ill or well
is for the liver o decide
Not for life to tell.
Life cars little for the liver
And mocks when you moan.
But carries on when you are happy
O on jagged rocks thrown.
Life is not to be Master
But the adversary whom you fight
For once you let life rule you
Nothing will turn out right.
Life is to be a challenge
Whether sad or full of glee
And don’t wait for a tomorrow
For that is not to be.