577. A Shot At Life Poem by Jaden Knight

At birth the gun was fired
and I expelled from the comfortable chamber
fated for an unknown bullseye
one I could not perceive

Through my life I erratically spin
still not knowing of my final destination
almost afraid that I have been poorly aimed
and that I will badly miss where I should be

I have ploughed through many obstacles
and hundreds more stand in my projected path
threatening to deflect my flight
or to halt and absorb completely

No matter what happens I will fall
when my momentum is no more
hoping to be melted down and recast
ready to be fired again when ready
for another shot at life