The road to success and fame in life Is not only crooket, trying, tasking, long and too rough It is so thorny, swampy, rocky, mountainous and bushy and It’s too painful and takes patience and courage to walk
Don’t really know who ever succeeded without any pains History and even the Holy Bible are silent on that; Even Christ, the only son of God, suffered under his cross; Mount Calvery is neither that huge nor so tall or so far away
But the journey was so painful, tough and so rough No human strength, however good, could carry anybody through It was not long; but he still stopped many times up hill Like Christ, every man is suffering under his own cross uphill
The road to Mount Calvery in your life Cuts through a very deep and dark wood Across a chain of wide, muddy, deep, dark and forceful rivers Where each stands poised at the cross road in life
Right in the middle of the monkey bridge over this chain of rivers Each wishfully stands; how it took you there, you only recall Absolutely no idea of the journey that lies ahead still Hopelessly hoping, you are lost and stands tense and undecisively
The good shepherd who is leading you can never ever see The hectic journey is far from done; you are lost in hope Age is badly telling; the candle of courage is slowly dying You look strong in body; in spirit you are rapidly faltering
It’s mid day; the sun is still up; the rainbow of life is coloring Time and weather do fluctuate; but the sun’s heat is undying Sorry, I cannot really understand; frogs are melodiously singing As always, the sun rises and sets in beautiful golden rays, yes
Just why the flooding today; it had not rained cats and dogs The heavens have not wept; it’s mid day, it’s heavily dewing Labor courageously; before the sun sets, get the job done Strange things are happening; fire is burning under the river
Hopefully, there is still enough fuel in the tank The tyres are too old, yes, but not yet worn out Methinks they are good for many more miles to go Don’t stand idly; before the sun sets, get it done
The many trying hurdles in the way in this maranthon… God continues to test my love and faith in him, I know Life is but a weary daily maranthon for all to live with Success stories of great maranthonerss are but legacies
The sun rises daily, yes, but not all are bright sun shining days There are many smaller creeks that make a great river to flow Across a dark raincloud, the rainbow reveals the beauty of the Trinity The Queen of Sheba identifies with only wicked leaders by a visit
No bird has ever flown on just one single wing Since creation, it takes only two to bear a child And also two-light and water – to make plants grow fresh And, equally, blood and water to keep mankind alive
There is a marching brass band playing sweetly in the sea And also with flutes, birds are playing melodiously in the trees Kids are passing; people are laughing; it’s good to see Between the skies and earth, rain clouds pass in review above you and me
In this very challenging marathon of life, always be up and running; Blended, the music of the marching brass band and flutes is lovely, yes But on oath, I will, until I shall win the race, courageously fight on, But on oath, I will, until I shall win the race, courageously fight on!
NOTE: Life, by nature, is an acid test and, equally, a complex public ordeal that takes immense courage, patience, tolerance and endurance to successfully sail through. Either you are willing to go along or you accept to take the blame of whatever happens.
