Nine Question's - Poem by jack green
Did i try too hard, did i sit on my ass?
Did i miss the boat, or accept second class?
Will i ever get a break, or even a chance?
Hard as i try, will i get a second glance?
What is success, and where is it found?
On the day it was passed out, i wasn't around.
Where is the ladder, to fortune and fame?
How can all be equal, when not all are same?
Who will answer, these questions for me?
How will i find you, where will you be?
Or if you read this, and can answer them all.
Please dropp me a note, or give me a call.
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