Life comes fast,
hits us with a blast.
If we don't quickly regroup,
we could end up in the coup.
Or dead in our tracks,
unable to fight off any attacks.

Many fail to make a good plan,
until they lose an arm or a hand.
Quite a few plan to the tee,
still end up failing to see.
Life still sucks them in,
mixes their head to bend.

Why even try,
we can't really stop the cry?
Tears don't have to fall,
for crying to enthrall.
Tough guys who refuse to shed a tear,
are crying inside from lifes fear.
Eventually they will break,
life will always take.
Holding the water in,
leads to greater sin.
Life won't slow,
fast is all it know.

G