A Lively Poem

A poem about live and whatnot

Life is but a passing dream,
that spindles in and out

Sometimes we make believe it's real,
but then we do and doubt

From conceivement to acheivement
the wheels of fortune spin

But life goes on and on and on
till Judgment brings us in

It alternates and it deviates
it changes and it shifts

And all that we can do is hope
is that we rise the drifts

That sin and wrong will be no more
problems all erased

The sound of Zion trumpeting
and nothing left to face

All worries gone and broken
replaced with endless bliss

And so it is, of all, because..
of what we did with this