Wish I had,
A crossing gate.
To keep me from,
Mistakes I’d make.
Free from errors,
And, bad judgements.
No falls off cliffs,
To downward descend.
But, life does not,
Work that way.
No flashing gate,
With alarms ablaze.
The train will barrel,
Down the track.
It’s only you,
To hold yourself back.
Take a deep breath,
And, clench your fist,
With eyes wide open,
Take a risk.
Because, those trains,
Won’t become derailed.
Either, achieve success,
Or, just maybe fail.
There’s one guarantee,
You’ll learn from life.
But, odds get better,
If you do what’s right.
So look both ways,
Before you cross.
They’ll be some success,
And, of course some loss.