Life is a race and everyday is a lap,
Trying hard, bur unable to fill that gap.
In need of a break, in need of a nap,
No answers to be found in books or maps.
You start it, when your born,
and it ends when your gone.
For some, little sprint and they are done,
Some are able to run a marathon.
It is full hurdles, it is full of jumps,
You cross a pit, into hurdle you bump.
It is cruel and not dump,
Life never tells you what is to come.
Healthy, wealthy, miser and wise.
everybody of every shapes and size.
will have to do it, we have no choice,
we have to run, the race of life.