Chance fixes the situation
To those who likes an explanation
And to those who believe in miracles.
Chance is a cascading organiser no doubt
To those who have an air in lungs
And those who turned manure without a take.
Chance is an uncertainty
To those standing on a platform of failure
And are willing to swim in a pool of defect.
Chance gives an ear a wing to fly
And the hands a fabulous workable tool
To paint a drawing explaining vividly that
Chance makes you who you are
Along the complex pathway of life
Together, direct or indirect
Chance first wrote history
And it shall be rewritten
Timeless to endlessly if only you take a chance.
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