Kismet

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The narrow door opens
As the wide door shuts.
No portal is accessible
For wanted success.

Toil, as you might,
Research, yearn, sweat,
All spent in futility.

Mother’s words,
Father’s example,
Teacher’s lesson,
All for naught.

In the end,
Luck is the overlord
Of our destiny.

Right place,
Right time,
Wrong disposition.
The presentation fails!

The eagle flies away,
Her prey in taloned grasp.
Hope escapes her victim.

Fate deals the cards
For the hunter and the hunted,
Kismet is her name.

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