Poem: Opportunities

They come without knocking
They leave without apologising
They open doors for the future
After blood, sweat and agonising

I don’t have to tell you how many
Dead ends are out there
You’ve experienced yourself how
Chances are so
Frustratingly rare

Jump when they come and don’t dose
Throughout your day
Be ready and willing when it happens
When ops miraculously come your way

Life is short, no one needs
To tell you another time
So muster your antennae
And watch out wide-eyed
For the next inspired rhyme

~ Gunnar Våken

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