One dilemma after the other.

One dilemma after the other, that's what life holds,

And it eventually will be okay, we are often told.

How true this statement is, no one is aware,
But questioning the destiny? Now who would ever dare?

Despite of every stumble and every painful fall,
We get up, dust our clothes and again stand tall.

Whatever is meant to happen it always does,
But how to cope with it, that's all the fuss.

The light near the tunnel does give hope,
We might finally reach before the doors are closed.