The Ride

Time is relentlessly moving forward
The unavoidable conveyor
Everything natural or not, all humans aboard
The unstoppable train
Riding over mountains of elevation changes
The never ending path
Through dark tunnels beneath high peaks of ranges
The lowest parts of time
Leading upward now our final attempt a success
The increasing light
Rerouting our journey once lost in blindness
The clear direction
Continuing on the unstoppable cycle we face
The only decision
Fall weak and fail or take wisdom gained for battle to brace

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