You never know what worse luck
Your bad luck has saved you from
Cormac McCarthy
He constantly complained about
Not having gotten a raise
Never realizing how close
He was from getting fired
Her husband was out of a job
And they were down on their luck
When she read about her
First boyfriend’s wife beating trial
He had missed the morning train
Arriving at the office late
Unaffected by the fire
That had cost three lives
When she was in the hospital
To have her broken arm fixed
They discovered a heart defect
Most likely saving her life
Too often we complain about
What we feel is our bad luck
Instead of being grateful
And happy that it isn’t worse
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 6th, 2018 03:32
- Category: Reflection
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Proof bad luck isn't as bad as we might think. Great write Fred
Exactly! Thanks, AP!
A fine write Fred. I won't have any 'luck' then, good or bad, as I don't believe in it! I just see it as a figure of speech. But I know what you mean here.
We could say 'There's always others worse off than us, but that does not mean our own troubles are any less real'.
Thanks Orchie, I too really think that we make our own 'luck', good or bad. And I also think that looking at others that are worse off is only to make us feel better about our lot.
Thank goodness we don't know all the near misses - life is scary enough as it is!
You got it, Lorna! Thank you! But then, what is luck really? Providence? Karma? God? Random occurrence? Result of hard work? I think I just thought myself into a new poem subject! 🙂
So true Fred, in our long lives we have seen how bad luck can be a blessing on so many occasions. Good meaningful write.
Thanks Goldie! Yes, you are right, that 'bad luck' might just open our eyes enough to make us realize that we have to change our ways!
"Luck", to me, implies randomness ... not sure if I can accept that premise, Fred. What appears as 'bad luck' might be a good life-lesson we have chosen. You think?
Thanks Louis, see my answer to Lorna. I see exactly where you are coming from, but I am not 100% sure I can believe in EVERYTHING being 'pre-determined'. Our lives are impacted by others. These impacts may or may not be 'random'. Also, I think there is a contradiction in your comment. If luck is random then it cannot be a life-lesson we have chosen. That would not be random anymore. This is fun and interesting. I might send you a mail on it. 🙂
Not 'pre-determined', but chosen. Nor do I believe in 'randomness'. Good points for discussion, for sure! Thanks, Fred.
Poignant, and right on the mark, Fred!
Thanks Kurt, If I can't write beautifully, or rhyme, or both, at least I can try to make a point!!! 🙂
Bad luck is not bad at all.
Thanks m&m, you are right, it just seems like it sometimes.
Hey, if it wasn't for bad luck, i'd have no luck at all.
Nice one.... we never realise how close we came.
I used to live one street away from a terrible serial murderer and his co-conspiritor wife. i got married in the same place in the same year as them. Fred and Rose West.
I shudder to think about those years.
Thank you da, better bad luck than no luck at all, right? I checked out Fred (he had to be named Fred!) and Rose West. Wow, now I know why you shudder thinking about those years!
Wow that was well thought out & examined for the reader to basically understand a lesson of tough love & life. You should look up a punk group called Social Distortion. They have a good song called Bad Luck. Another is called Ball & Chain, I was Wrong, Machine Gun Blues.
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