Never call me Lucky

He worked by day

And toiled by night.

He gave up play

And some delight.

Dry books he read,

New things to learn.

And forged ahead,

Success to earn.

He plodded on with

Faith and pluck;

And when he won,

Men called it luck.

A few days back someone mentioned it to me that I have been "lucky" in life for some of my experiences and I did not like it one bit to be stamped with such an abuse, never tell a Capricorn boy that he is lucky. I have earned and deserved (Hell, I have bled for some of it) every bit of joy, each feeling of despair, all my experiences, every single achievement, various rejections, every half and full-blown kiss, even my failures and before I use it I will make myself worthy of my inheritance too.


Ciao