Pay your Time

Yeah I'm tired,
pretty worn out.
My body needs to sleep.
Rest.

But I can't..
Not yet,
I have to finish,
have to accomplish the goals set.

The train follows the tracks,
It rounds the mountain,
climbs, and climbs.

This is fun though,
now is the time to work.
Not rest at an early time.

The path ahead isn't easy,
the roads walked on,
shouldn't be light.

Work, that's the name of the game,
get in the grit,
fight with both fists.

Life is to short,
make the best,
of what is given.

Take the road less traveled,
pay my time,
give my dues,
till the end is in sight.

At the makers feet.
Will I then rest my Head,
and tell him,
and give him my heart.

Tell him -
With all that thou hast given me,
I did my best.
Please let me into thy kingdom.