jambo

Why am I always at the starting line ?
Is this a Divine way of saying,
Saying Son :"You aint meant for this"
"NO", I cry "Gimme a chance, Gimme a Streak"

"Is it much", I think
to ask for,
to ask for that ONE chance?

Life is about Living.
Let me live it in all it's myriadness

There is Futility
There is Heartbreak I know,
But how will I realise it's Futility

Then it happens,
as it always has,
like a Divine mock,
A Divine Smirk.

I Get it, I Get it all.
Everything I want,
Everything I Dreamt.
There's a hitch, though. I
get the same thing.

Where is the myriadness?
Is it all ? I ponder.

This is like a journey never ending,
never satisfying mortal life,
constricted a meaning to life I seek.

Here again I think

" Is it much to ask for ... To ask for that one Chance ?"