You like it or not
You have to go on living
You like it or not
When you have much money
You mind your wealth and saving
You like it or not
You have to work to stay alive
You like it or not
Working hard makes you rich
Full of sweetness you become a bee-hive
You like it or not
You have to face pain and joy
This life doesn't flow smooth
With time you become mature
You can't stay always a young boy
You like it or not
Time leaves a mark in your age
From a child to a young man
And to an old man you must grow
Then the soul will leave your body cage
You like it or not
This cycle will roll on and on
The time will come when the moon
Stars and the sun will collapse one day
We will melt like wax without a new dawn
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A wonderful poem that vividly conveys the realities of life that one has to trail in the path of life. Very well crafted and presented.10