Life comes and go

I have been told that Life comes and goes which ever way it wants
but now i don't know how much of this come and go i can take
for i have being on several occasions been beating down and lost
that now i don't even know if i am still right path anymore
now, i am just hoping that there would be a brighter day for me
what shall i say, when the day of reckoning comes for my poor soul
its been told to me, that i have to fulfill my great destiny to man
but i wish i knew what that destiny looks like: when i cant see life
sometimes i just wonder if it's still possible that i can work it out
for the cause seems to be a very lost one without any sign of hope

i have seen good men stumble, fall by the way side and die from thirst
for no one told them that the journey was life taking and blood draining
yet they all started with hope of achieving great desires for their people
they told us to be here and work with them day by day until they dropped
in the fields they toiled hoping for a harvest, that never came for them
how much shall i care for these crops that they planted in their hopes

i have looked for too long and lost track of what the time says to us all
tick, tick says the clock, what you have to do, do it quickly and fast
for i shall not wait for you, even though you have begged me to do so
many centuries have come and gone and still i beat fast, without waiting
people have asked so many time; how can they work life, in its short time
you dont need to ask, just work, but i wont tell if its good or bad you do
as you already know that life would always come and go, just day by day
you worry if your name would last till the end of time? i hope to say so
but if you keep looking at the fallen heroes, you might not tread on life

I wish i had the strenght of the great and mighty men of valour and life
for they came, saw and conquered the world in one swoop of their plam
I cry for i am struggling to pick myself up and look for a bright day
for i have been in the devil's cage and back, how horrible it looked
now i ask; How can i work my way out of this misery in pain i bear
for life has bent me, to the state that i dont know what is straight
for all i see are nothing but crooked people hustling to make ends meet
its not that quite simple, i know but i beg of you to look up in faith
for i know that in due season, we shall laugh if we dont die in the fields
life would always come and go; but we are here now in today with hope