despite the odds…

this is a poem by a friend of mine, deceased, one of the finest human beings there was, Ann M Dooley, died young, despite the odds…

despite the odds, 
i get the jobs
i do the goods
i rock the gods

i make the mark i have to make
i take the “takes” i have to take.
i pull in fast i pull in hard
and try to hold the winning  card

i fall tall
i fall firm
i fall strong
i fall fast

despite the odds

i’ll make the mark
i’ll make the grade

because after all

this is my life at stake.
despite the odds!

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