They say
You make your own luck
Beating your brains out
Against the status quo
But it won’t keep you
From snake eyes
If the dice roll wrong
You, stumbling
Amid the crowd
An unnoticed peon
When you know
You are better
Than most,
How to you stand out
Find your dream,
Take what is yours
In a world that presses
In on you til you
Can’t breathe,
We all judge you
Because we are jealous,
Wishing we could be you,
On line as you
Claw your way to the top
To enjoy at least brief
Pleasure of having
Been part of your success,
Even if it as the end of day
You rule over us,
Only to get there,
Takes more than crawling up
And over the bodies,
More than talent,
More than will or fiber
Still sometimes,
You still can
Roll snake eyes
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