To Span the Great Divide
How seldom do things work
out the way you say
I haven’t any figures yet
but i’m sure it’s rare
and happens less often still
despite that incessant mind.
We cheer for things turned right
and in our favor, fully
and totally, for all is well
with winning tickets won.
The winning was always to win
it was only a matter of time
before the losing came about
with strokes of great precision
It was this all along, in hand
with great hope to doubt fate
or destiny or some like word—
‘chance’ we have often said
(chance that we should master it
and say it worth the wager
chance that you were holding
some refuge from the loss
chance that i was out
no more than what I cast)
for chance and hope alike
to span the great divide.
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2015
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