They Come, They Go

They Come, They Go

From morning’s dawn to the evening’s dying,

There isn’t a time for us to stop trying.

Friends that we have, family too,

Look to us to help get them through.

During the struggle as the days pass by,

Imagining life’s impacts, familiar bonds that tie.

Come walk me into this similar undertaking,

To free those around us from worry, there’s no mistaking.

Alas, I find myself being swallowed up it seems,

In others' sorrows, trials, some selfish schemes.

Let me understand that all I cannot save,

Only a few can be rescued from life’s unending wave.

They come and they go these days of woe,

Sent from some watchful eye, some imaginary foe.

I must keep myself, this physical man that I am,

Alert to the cleverness of others, some are scams.

Some screams aren’t to be answered, it’s those acting,

Those wanting something or those simply pretending.

They’ll take all that you have, your soul if they can,

But I’m just one person, burdened, an ordinary man.

My question for those who constantly use others,

What’s your purpose, your secrets need to be uncovered.

At this point in my life, I’ve nothing more to give,

But simply wish to remember the days, the life that I’ve lived.