The river of life rushes on where it may; who can tell if plans to stay.
Its course is rough, confusing, in a fray; no matter what you do or how you fight, it flows where it may.
Each soul is cast into the river; some prove takers, some prove givers. Some seem always thrown against the rocks, in the school of hard knocks. Others seem always in a calm, at ease and without a qualm.
But The river flows only one way, drawing us closer to that fateful day.
Life goes on, even if unplanned; sometimes things get out of hand. The ground shifts quicker than sand, and often you don't know where to stand.
Life drops into the river and off you will go; you don't always get to choose just where you will flow.
Swim or sink, the choice is yours; Death by drowning or the safety of the shores.
Attempting to stand, you're often thrown down; sometimes the easier option is to drown.
About the Creator
Benjamin Alexander House
Just a 29 year old writer trying to do what I do, MAYBE earn some cheddar, and hopefully encourage, warn, amuse, and help people with the power of words. One weird dude, with a beard.......dude.
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