*sitting in a cab*
You could be born in Africa, or in Australia;No matter the location. You could be birthed by a rich family, or a poor family; No matter the genealogy. One can never own one speech;No matter the content, neither one song ;No matter the rhythm. Life always offer to us steps to follow, examples and ensamples. As silver tints in clouds, so do our lives seem when we face our shadows. Do not lose hope, for there's a clear day. Life will drag you, if you hold on to it; just like a moving train. You'll be bruised, hurt, broken, sad, and any deadly perpetration you can think of. But in all these, hang on. Your bruises will heal, it won't hurt no more, brokenness be fixed and your sadness into joyous moments of laughter and smiles of comfort. I haven't lived a seventy of life, neither a hundred of life, but one thing I've known,life gives us choices. But you know, don't let go of yourself, just hang on, it's going on and it hasn't stopped yet. I said I haven't lived a 70 of life, or a hundred of it, it's just a pico of it, and one thing I know is that, Life Goes On, just hold on, you'll surely get on.
