Life Is Rough

Life's favorite word, seems to be No!
Because of this, joys fad as we let go
But never mind with what might have been
With each new breath we can begin again

Life is rough with it's many currents
We may be ask to bury our parents
You'll be surprise where lies the next fuss
Yet still smile, in view of those who hurt us

Friends like rope tie us to a bad duck
Allowing others to walk in their muck
You ask how can bad happen to you?
Just when all is silent, but the review

But just like a bath, it's per person
If you are to be clean, it's your ransom
Otherwise, the itch, burn, and that smell
Will be backdrop to the story you tell

Life is rough, with it's fast marching time
Set on do or die, it's stop on a dime
Each cross roads with their hesitancy
Choice the roller deck for reality

What you know is where you've been, think fast!
For what you may be ask, might be your last
All are brothers from other mothers
Feel free to gain from the backs of others

Life is rough, of this you can be sure
Even the dying will cry out for more
Out of the millions that took to flight
You broke the egg, now fight with all your might!!!