Job 4:8 

8 Even as I have seen, those who plow iniquity
and those who sow trouble reap the same.

Memory lane full of potholes lined with trees of failure

Here and there a repainted sign to fake that all is well

Tears of despair and bitterness fill the ditches on the side

Little to really smile about with nothing nice to tell

Born and then destined to be lifted from the pit

Nothing that I ever did turned to be out right

But there is a difference now with my hand to the plow

As I try not to look back for that is not my plight

Jan Wienen