Life passes by swiftly like the raging waters of an enbriefed flashflood
The waters torment the banks and lap until their overwhelming strength
Takes on a fatigued stream, and then placid pools
Finally the sun dries up everything, the life is gone
If only a dam might have held it at least for a moment
But alas, the waters rolled on untouched
By its comforting tranquilizer of the forte
No more are the waters, and no more am I
Do not dispair in life's numerous challenges
Learn then to go with the flow