Serendipity Poem by Pete Rivera

As I wear my countenance with pride
Lo and behold as I take what is mine
A thief in the night
With no other light
Be it as it may
We'd kill for a chance at life

Ya are not required to believe me
Nor are you fit fo deceive me
But in every word I hear ye
Ye are a fool and nothing but
Lost in your own dignity
Lost in your own destiny
You are a fool lost fo serendipity

Serendipity, serendipity...
A concept that lasts and will last
'till infinity
Oh, but we are all fools
Fools to ourselves
For we take this serendipity
And make it our reality