Poem: Life's Journey

Some say it is fair
Others also consider it as unfair

Born into tender arms
Treated with iron hands.
You come into this world
with much joy on the lips of man
but the day you leave,
Everone who knew uou
will grief all day.

Getting your daily bread
 will always be of struggle.
Some struggle so hard
while others do less struggle.

How fair is life's Journey?
As the adage goes
"Life is not a race".
It's never on a silver platter to complete
Life's Journey

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