Parallels
Somewhere, in a parallel world,
My life has gone the way I’d wish –
Well lucky me, with a wink and swish,
At least I made it somewhere !
Out there in a parallel world,
My work fulfils, my dreams bear fruit,
My wife is smart, my kids are cute,
And I really made it somewhere !
Statistic’ly, I must be me
So he can be what I cannot –
Ah well, at least he got a shot,
No need to be a hater.
So have your perfect life on me,
And make the most of happenstance,
The luck is yours, so grab your chance –
Who knows what’s coming later ?
Somewhere, in a parallel world,
My life has gone the way I dread –
Oh woeful me, with a heavy tread
At the horrors yet to come there.
Out there in a parallel world
Another me, whose dreams are shot,
May sigh, with all the breath he’s got
“I hope I made it somewhere…”
Statistics favour av’rage lives –
Less rich and poor, more inbetween,
Regressing to the boring mean.
I guess we all obey them.
But must we balance out our lives ?
Must parallels be zero-sum ?
Or is it just a rule-of-thumb
To make sense of the mayhem ?
So, somewhere in a parallel world,
I know I must have beat the odds –
Well good for them, the jammy sods,
In a universe unfair.
But right here in this parallel world,
If reckon with some sweat and pluck
We all can work to change our luck,
And make this world a ‘somewhere’.
