The Hand We're Dealt

We all must play the hand we’re dealt And many folks’ve surely felt That most unfairly they’ve been whacked By cards that somehow have been stacked. Still, there are those that rise above And focus on the things they love, While others flounder first, then sink. (There must be more of those, I think.) Yet as the game of life plays out, The future always filled with doubt, Some winners lose and losers win, For that’s the way it’s always been.