ChanceA Poem by ConstanceA poem I started several months ago and just now finished.Placed upon this twisted path by nothing more than happenstance I wonder at the quick hands dealt, both cruel and wonderful by chance
Oh, today I saw a man who knew just who he had to be, He said all men start equal... become cruel or wonderful by chance
And I've found it to be true, a constancy within each man To be, in turn, at moments, both cruel and wonderful by chance
Myself, I choose to never find the cruelty to be truth I suppose that all yearn to be not cruel, but wonderful, by chance
I seek the wonderful and eschew the fruits more bitter For life is a ride that we can take as cruel or wonderful, a chance...
A chance to learn, a chance to share, a chance to give Of ourselves, both in cruelty and in wonder, just one chance...
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