And what if you had guts
and you had luck on your side,
and from your brief years you
fashioned something people spoke
approvingly standing on the side
of your open grave; the silent one
to your left, and the silent one to
your right, perhaps didn't make
as much, and perhaps they wasted
all they had, in talent and years. Yet
the earth is same and lies as heavy
on their coffins as yours, the worms
will make no difference between your
flesh and theirs. And all your guts
and all your luck will not guide you
out of where you are now.
22.05.2023
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