This little life of mine

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On a good day I can trust my health

I feel strong and invincible not like some of you

I think I’ll endure whatever comes

No pathogen is going to bring me down

Yet all it takes is a small bug and I’m on my knees

It dawns on me quickly just how fragile this flesh is

I cannot count on my health when death comes knocking

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In a tender age I could count on my future

Sure I wasn’t born with a silver spoon like some

But I had the rest of my life to get one for my heirs

Every dream of mine was just a few years ahead

But how far could I scale before crumbling down

In the end it’s the worms that have a future with me

When death comes everything I built lies in ruins

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On the ladder of a good career I can see a future

There’s hope of better days ahead craved by many

Yes there’s no guarantee but every fibre of mine is optimistic

And you know what? I’m ready to do whatever it takes

No one and nothing is going to stop me from the top seat

But how many sacrifices will I make before it’s not worth it?

And if I get it what legacy do I leave that time won’t steal away?

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But if I cannot count on these what I’m I left with?

I’m I to succumb to hopelessness and wherever fate leads?

Should I live the rest of my life in fear of death?

Should I lose any sense of ambition and a better future?

If I stop dreaming what I’m left with but the brutal reality of this life?

I become like a drunk drinking my sorrows away waiting for death

I refuse to be that person, I refuse to believe tomorrow won’t be mine

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But perhaps today is all that matters, if I can’t defeat death I can live today

Should I follow that path? Live for today and be a man of the moment?

Sounds like something isn’t? At least I can count on the here and now

Live for the moment and enjoy it to the fullest while it lasts

Give me some music, take me away on a tour, find me a show of a lifetime

Problem is my today is not always glorious, some days I want to run away

Sometimes today is so bleak that without hope for tomorrow I’m lost

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This little life of mine what will I do with you?

Where on earth can I find sure comfort and safety?

Where do I land to escape such dilemmas?

Will the good life not be mine however hard I try?

Perhaps it’s because I’ve ignored the only one who can give it

That only the giver of life can give me today and hope for tomorrow

In him the fear of death is defeated and I can live sure of tomorrow

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From now on I walk like I will live forever because I know I will

I plan like a little child with an eternity ahead of me

I work hard not to secure my future but because I already have it

I live for the moment but also for the future

I give him my best now informed by my eternal future with him

And though I still fear death I’m confident it won’t be my end

This little life of mine will make a mark in honor of my Lord

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