IN ALL, DON’T STOP RUNNING.

Mama once told me
The toughest time to run
Was running against the wind
Life billows come pushing you to the edge of discouragement
Depression cloths the heart of many
Reviving the sorrows of the night
Colours become fade as the dust rises
Beclouding every possibility of faith
In the journey of life
In all don’t stop running

Death will tell a better story
Of many who gave up to sorry
Wasting their invested resources and talents
That keeps screaming out loud in a land of no return
Buried forever in rusty and dusty graves
Don’t look behind else you’ll be blown away
By your past mistakes and uncertainties
In the journey of life
In all don’t stop running