Life is like a river

Life is like a river, the goal to swim upstream
We thought it would be easy, but it's not what it seemed

Jumping in all was constricted, gasping, coughing comes the breath

Scraping, gouging cross the bottom no air here to catch a breath

Bleeding hands grabbed twig and Vine, finding purchase on a rock

Coughing, hacking out the weakness, take a moment taking stock

A sickly weak voice rises up, asking Hey Man What's The Point

Hold on tight strap in tight make your home this rock.
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But life is like a river and the goal to swim upstream

Cast off from the resting place, fight, struggle but don't stop
Those things we want and what we need are way up there, unseen

And life is like a river and the goal to swim upstream