Before It's All Too Late

How many times Have you ever been in a state Where you almost surrender Saying, 'It's all too late'. How many times Have you ever thought in memory: 'I may be in a nice situation If only I did the way it ought to be'? How many times Do you ever have to say: 'If I could only turn back the clock, The past or yesterday'? More often than not, One blames self for the sorry loss; Or sometimes even pointing At others for chances lost. Good maybe if we always have The window of opportunity; Bringing back the wasted time To correct our paucity. But sadly, just once can we see That shot at the prize of life's game; Granting to have a second chance, Still, things will never be the same. Life is too short, Abound in love, hope; and faith; Stay away from all forms of evil, Before it's all too late.