Change is continuous.
Adjusting may be strenuous.
Some directions will be tenuous.
Not everyone can afford to be generous.
Life may have forced them to become selfish and venomous.
All we have are memories and pictures to remind of what once was.
They're there to remind us of all the phases, the pain and the love that it now lost.
To cope with the change some of us find strength in churches, synagogues and mosques.
But it is impossible to predict where our paths will lead to travelling through the forthcoming fog.
All we can do is pin point and note out where exactly in our past junctures we went wrong.
And hope that in the future we will adapt and never make the same mistakes again.
We must remember no matter how good things are at the moment, nothing stays the same.
We must block out all the other drivers, the red lights and stay focused on our own lane.
Keeping in mind every single lesson and diversion we have unfortunately gained.
Knowing that the memory of all those good and bad turns will always remain.