Life's Questions. Poem by Derrick Andrews

If I could rewind time, and erase every mistake I ever made in life,
It still wouldn't ease the arduous burden of life,
Destined to crush any man brave enough to take on its load,
For the final consequence of life, is, and always will be death.
Do you not understand that your life can so easily be taken from you?
In a fraction of a second, your life can change forever,
Failures unfold, mistakes occur, consequences are formed,
Yet life still clicks slowly on, ending only when you internal timer rings,
So I have but this to say about failure.
If, at the end of your sorrow, at the climax of your anguish,
Your heart still beats as readily as it had the day of your birth,
Then shrug it off, raise your head, and move on.
Life is a cluster of errors, a blur of misguided judgments,
And most of all, a shimmering sea of regret.
But the fact that your arms and legs still move, has to mean something,
That you were destined to succeed, that your end is not yet here,
That even though you're neck deep in a pool of remorse, you still have your head above it,
So use the body you were blessed with,
Propel your limbs forward and swim to the shore,
Just remember that the only relief life ever spares you, is death.
You will never shake off EVERY burden of your life, and you will never achieve true peace and tranquility,
Until the day that you rest eternally.
If that shatters your motivation, you need to find something to fight for.
If, upon your realization that at the end of this one way tunnel called life, there is but one destination, death,
Your drive is halted, realize that you are not the only one in this situation.
We are all in the same boat, all animals grazing on the same field, trying to become big and strong before death,
Before we are hung from those cold metal hooks and judged for our worth,
Either just and true, the clean meat, or sinful and selfish, the rotten.
Your death is the moment you have either proven truly just, or duly spoiled.
You decide your fate, you, and only you. So let me ask this of you,
Do you really think you have time to regret the past?