Ode To Victor Hugo(47) 'the Miserable' luck Is What Matters Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

Ode To Victor Hugo(47) 'the Miserable' luck Is What Matters



Success is an ugly thing
Men are deceived by its false
resemlence to merit and prosperity.
Prosperity presupposes ability
Win a lotery-Prize
And you are a clever man
Until the eternity
Winners are adulated
To be born with a caul is everything;
Luck is what matters
Confirmed with certainity.
Be fortunate and you will be thought great
The popular esteem is
singularily short-sighted
Springs out ambiguity.
Gilt is as Good as Gold
No Harm in being a chance arrival
Provided you arrive
Even you have lost
Your own identity.

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Freyad Hugo
(Dutch writer, author, translator, columnist, political analyst, poet)
Heerenveen
October,2021

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Sturnella neglecta 07 October 2021

There is nothing worse than losing your own identity.

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