The River Of Life

The life is like  a river
 flows with a drive
trends with a strive
 breaks do stop  the flow
 bends do interrupt and slow
 yet both move  with a bow
for right or wrong  none know
cross the hurdles  with a force
dash against the rocks in the course
go up and down with the tide
before the destination in abide

 both look haggard and weak
 stagger and wobble with a  stick
 slowly fall down dead
 one into the ocean of water
 another  into the ocean of eternity.