World's A River

The world is a river Flowing between the banks Named joy and sorrow Time is its fast moving current The weeds are we all Struggling to reach the banks When we find the bank of joy We wish ourselves to allow Play nuisance and pranks We forget the fearful turn Of time's flood Which puts us into ranks When we find the bank of sorrow We feel life burdensome Sinking into suffocated tanks The whirlpools in the river Are fearful turns of life That leave us think blanks The mighty ocean's infinity Is our final destination That swallows all without thanks We dissolve in it forever Never to be found again In the world's floating planks