Suitably pointless poem for equally pointless lives

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Unusually for this morning Friday Lighters – 

I wrote a suitable poem in memory of equally pointless lives

Don’t wait till tomorrow – for tomorrow may never come! OK !

The right opportunity comes, we don’t take it.

The wrong one comes and we do.


Then false opportunity comes,  we don’t see it.

And we’re made to believe it was right for us too.


We stay there for a while and we hate it.

“But there was nothing else we could do!”


We convince ourselves that we like it,

But really we just haven’t got a clue.


Then the right comes and we know it!

But we refrain as opportunity by now is all good to be true.

Yours rhythmically



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