Time To Grow Up

It hits you like a train,

Unexpected as a pain,

Never in you life

Had you imagined such a strife.

But the hour has come.

It's time to move on.

What life has brought 

Is nothing but a lot,

Responsibilities, journeys, and debts.

Let's all make our greatest effort and survive this one phase,

Because this life is only one, and its nothing, but a maze. 

But one thing is for sure, 

That God holds our hand 

In this our journey, that He commands.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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