The Roads of Life

The roads of life, like web of fortune
Where everyone has their own path.
Sometimes they cross, sometimes divide,
The others never meet and stay apart.
There is no chance of turning back,
Life must go on and future mist
Dissolves as you go further.
You think of future, while it becomes your present.
Then present flows into the past.
And past is everything you have
From all that way you walked through life.
Should you just live with memories
Or should you plan what perils are ahead.
But why you need to follow road,
Do you believe in destiny or
Do you think that you are the creator of your life?
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It's common for the roads to end.
Some roads end quickly, the others
Very long, they seem to last forever.
But you cannot escape the end.
There is no cure, no hiding place, no hope.
Why should I go, you'll ask my friend,
-I know my destination.
And I'll reply
-We all come to our end, and at the point
Where we must cross the finish line,
You will remember all your way, remember those
You've met, the good you've done and say:
-I did not walk in vain!