One Is Enough Poem by George Albert Basilla

one shoot from a pin is enough to flat a tire..
one chop at the neck is enough to kill a man..
like when one mistake happened and destroys everything you planned..
and all you can do is wish that you could turn back time..
but you know you cant change something when its over
and turning back time will only make your burden larger..
watching flashbacks are like like being stabbed with a knife allover again..
What can you do or perhaps should you do?
should you ask for a refund? or go on and leave the job undone?
moving on and leaving everything you've planned and start another one..
easy to say but hard to achieve..when that plan of yours go through a lifetime.
and every bit of it is thought a million times