Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Luck

Some people
Say
You make
Your own
Luck
Well tell that
To the gaping
Hole
In my
Arse
That's right
Arse
Not Ass
Which
If I am not mistaken
Is a four legged mammal
But I digress
Luck
is something
You fall upon
But
Sometimes
It can fall on you
Some people have it all the time
Some people have it some of the time
Some people never have it
Some days luck will shine on you
Concealing
With false glory
The vast back-catalogue of
Errors
Problems
and mistakes
Collectively known as
Guilt
Other days
It will
Shine on
Somebody else
And leave you open
To judgment
And the cold comfort of others
Praying
won't give you
Luck
But in that time you spent
Praying
Chances are something bad just happened
to someone else
and you missed out
Because you were praying
Consider yourself lucky
It may be the only break you get
In a very long time
By all means
Give thanks to God
It would be rude not too
But tell Him he could
really use
A better sense of humour
Like genocide
What's the deal with that?
I don't see anyone else laughing around here
Fate
Is not something that is determined
A birthright
Or promise
Given
And maybe
Sometimes
That's a good thing
Don't feel the urge
To apply
Twenty
Twenty vision
You learnt something
Things will be easier next time
What am I trying to say?
Never
Blame
Or congratulate
Yourself
For the luck
You receive
BUT
Never
Stop trying
To get lucky
BECAUSE
If you are in the
Right place
at the
Right time
Something good is going to happen to you
Here endeth the lessen
Yes I mean lessen
As in guilt and load

4 Comments:

Blogger larson_b said...

i just made my mac read that to me.

fitter. happier. more productive.

(can we have the motivating story?)

3:02 AM  
Blogger timboy said...

Firstly, I hope your Mac sounds like Charles Bukowski.

Secondly, I had to have surgery on my tailbone area last Thursday.

So I'm out of action for two weeks.

Can't ride, can't work- terrible

6:32 AM  
Blogger larson_b said...

poor bloke!

hope you're recovering well... in the mean time, here's a delightfully sweet story:

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/11/science/11parrot.html?em&ex=1189828800&en=7eecce3760dc51d0&ei=5087%0A

2:59 PM  
Blogger Alex said...

Luck?

You choose to sit in an office chair 10hrs a day, 5 days a week.

You choose to ride over cobbles for 6 weeks.

You choose to crash your bike more often then the average guy(or girl).

Thats not bad luck that caused that whole in your arse!

5:03 PM  

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