Struggle

Struggle


Ever since I encountered my first struggle
my first strife to reach an end
I was told that it would make me stronger
I never believed what they said

but now that time has passed
and I have seen a bit of the world
I have seen those who struggle
who have dealt with stress untold

those who are
put through the
greatest pain
are the ones
who receive
the best pay

we who dare
to sit and
to complain
are the ones
who can’t see
what’s not plain

the more I look
the more I see
the wisdom in your words
because the more I try
the more I understand
it’s not about the end
the end is only a symbol of the road you took
and the road you took is the road of life
my friend, life is what living is about
and life is not a destination
life is a road
death is a destination
you can’t die until you have lived
death is only a souvenir of life
so stop looking ahead
take a look around
for I’m sure you can find
something that will make you smile

as I was once told, but never believed
the man who climbed the mountain didn’t climb to get to the top
he climbed that mountain to see
what it was like to experience the struggle of climbing rock

when you see me perform
it’s not because I walked to that stage
it’s because I walked all the roads
that surrounded this place
and finally, when all roads were trodden
and all dues seemed paid
there lay one path unclaimed
and that one led me here

so who do you think becomes the better swimmer
the baby who was tossed straight from the womb to the water
or the one who swims of his own accord
the constant raging battle of nature to nurture
but in the end, there is no reward
it’s like comparing winter to summer