Luck Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Luck



of luck little have had I:
labored always
labor now
labor will in continuity:
but then which is
luck?
what be labor?
Ah! the two are equivalent
intertransformable:
we must use our brains too
and
the more we use the brains
then
in as proportion direct
labor, luck, propense to same

Saturday, May 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fortune,luck
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