I'm living, I'm leading.

Life is a journey through destiny. It lasts as long as a 'martiny' It's a journey of fire and brime stone; It stays as morning dawns through the day and unto the night.                                                     A man's birth is his  morning, and death is his own night when morning calls, you protrude your arms and your legs. When night falls, you rest your arm and your head.                                                                    It takes all your day's work to make either a good or bad day. But I'm not sure how lucky you'll be with fortune along the way.                                                                   But one  thing is  certain, as you plan your day, so shall it end. It's a relay race for all. If you pace against your walls without delay, you'll earn a good fortune at the end of the day. It could be HADES, is you make no hay along the way.