Life is but in phases,
You desire one thing at a moment,
But only to want another in another moment
Life is indeed in phases.
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You strive to make it work by putting in your best,
And energy at work,
But only to find out that your best is not enough.
Someone with little effort gets it all.
You begin to wonder if life is being fair,
Why are you not getting with you bargained for?
Are you not trying enough?
Why are the odds against you too much?
Life always gets us to work up.
Whether rich or poor,
We all must have a taste of its happening.
You might say I'm better off than some people,
I can get things done without much trouble.
I have all I need at my disposal,
When trouble comes that is beyond the physical realm,
Then you will suddenly realize,
That there is more to life than just getting things done.
At a particular point in time,
You will feel your world has scumble,
When the life obstacles befall you like a plague,
That refused to go.
You wonder why it happens,
You may decide to curse the day and abuse the maker,
Without giving it much thought.
Life is not a bed a rose,
It is not for the weak,
Many would ask;
Is this world a warfare?
What should be the weapon for the warfare?
Should it be carnal-minded or spiritual?
How do we resolve what seems to be a dilemma?