Win Whup,
two-three
Let your
thoughts run and think about what’s been lost or won
Decisions
made with thought or emotion lift or weigh a ton
Consequences
within reality reside in satisfaction or regret
The
calculated risk or impulse of a chance taken bet
Then
those feelings of triumph or loss that linger
The first
terrifies and latter pummels forever
For
triumph’s curse is sweet but a demanding elf
Drives
uncertainty beneath your feet and shouts, WHAT IF!?
You see
repeating winning has no guarantee
Loss is
always screaming look at ME!
It’s the
courageous that win by knocking their fear on the chin
Embrace
that essence to triumph – then it’ll become your grin
What
ABOUT chance, the son of serendipity and deliberate, that seeks to whup yer
ass?
Well, you
must be wily then and know when to push or pass
It’s
known as life and can kiss or slap your face
Chance is
the joker while risk is the ace
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