Friday, May 13, 2011

Poem


Chance is Divine
Chance is not ruled by the hand of man
A fool sits and wonders what wrongs him
A prudent man assures himself it was no wrong
The outcome certain is ill founded
The result unclear is pure
A thousand darts are thrown
Two or three selected
What purpose is given to the rest
Content to exist in a paradigm
Rather than exist without they persist
Let fate decide what happens next
Chance is not ruled by the hand of man

JCM

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