Amidst a lot of chaos, we scurry from the start to the finish line
Striving and yearning for success, we’re filled with zest
But when everything crashes, we hear ourselves whine,
‘But God, why me? I did nothing but my best!’
Constantly seeking success and an end result that is fruitful,
We don blinkers and hastily speed to our destination
Seldom realizing that the journey is by itself the most beautiful
And everything is over by when we come to that revelation.
Someone great once said, ‘If life throws lemons, make lemonade’
Hey! If it doesn’t throw ripe ones, make pickles from it.
Adapt and adjust! Cause nothing in life is tailor-made
So, whatever comes our way, let’s be calm and not throw a fit.