What Is Life? Poem by Sunday Champion

To some it is an unknown adventure
it means nothing,
Playing away time
not knowing it's life,
Some hope for a second half
then they'll be serious to win,
Not unaware that it's only an half
Deceiving their lips.

To some, it's the greatest wilderness,
full of storms, lack and troubles
To some, it's a desert;
not even a cup of water for a drink
To some, it's a great privilege
A once opportunity
to rewrite history,
These are the great minds

You are all right!
Let it be unto you as you've seen it;
To you, it may be a desert,
then you can be an oasis 
Where people shall gather 
to seek for water
in the midst of dryness,
Yes! You can the water

To you, It may be an adventure,
then you've got to go through it;
You can play the game
and be the best in it
Adventures kills not the courageous
All you need is a little courage
to face life;
Sail through the ocean

To you, It may be a wilderness,
then you can be like that forest 
with Indispensable resources,
If to you It's a privilege; then grab it
With both hands for it expires;
You're not here for yourself dear!
No excuse for failure
This is life in picture of the mind