Luck
Fathering a baby after surrendered hopes,
Alive remaining after wearing the ropes,
The Surviving Staff of a job- relieving Shuffle,
A beggar winning a million dollar raffle.
A chance to live again from a charity medication,
A missing valuable finding in a busy location,
A free ride t a far- off town,
Whose trekking would we invited a frown.
Free bottles of one’s choice drinks
At a time of aggressive thirst but no chinks,
Fortune smiling at one in a neighborhood
One Next-door had yet to oblige one brotherhood,
Goodies at one ceaselessly rushing,
After dumping a job and about thrashing.
Grace-driven luck makes a somebody,
Of a written-off nobody.
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