Once there was……………………………

too less a time and much to do.

Too little air and much to breathe.

Too less a space and much to woo.

Too little energy and much to reap.

Too limited a vision and much to see.

Too small a mind and much to learn.

Too limited a wisdom and much taken to be free.

Too small a choice and many boats to burn.

Life ain’t fair my friend; life ain’t fair at all.

Believe me;

life ain’t fair; life ain’t fair at all.

All those I could have loved, but didn’t;

and those I shouldn’t have, but did.

All those I could have blessed, but didn’t;

and those I shouldn’t have, but did.

Knowledge I could have gained, but didn’t;

and knowledge I shouldn’t have, but did.

Things that I could have passed on, but didn’t;

and things that I shouldn’t have; but did.

Life ain’t fair my friend; life ain’t fair at all.

Believe me;

life ain’t fair; life ain’t fair at all.

Now……………………………………………

The pale sun is kissing the horizon;

and the wind has stopped blowing through my hair.

The silence is starting its eternal reign;

and the dreams have stopped adorning my eyes.

The autumn is spreading its dry crackling cloak;

and the ideas have stopped painting my imagination.

The violins have started playing the funeral march;

and ambition has ceased to move my determination.

Life ain’t fair my friend; life ain’t fair at all.

Believe me;

life ain’t fair; life ain’t fair at all.