Sonnet: Never Give Up

Am I fighting against too many odds? In all the world so vast, have I no friend? Yet, death and problems come to commons/ lords; I know this life on earth is not the end. Could I dilute my principles too good? Could I lower my ambitions in life? Should I change over to a happier mood? Could vices mitigate my earthly strife? Unwavering must be courage on earth; Troubles and joys are fleeting, impermanent; Heaven is not for those without this birth; To do good things, we need a divine bent. Just like the sky that becomes clear and blue, When purified, the soul too changes hue!