On the ROAD AHEAD or the ROAD Behind

I think the fates must grin,
as we denounce them and insist,
The only reason we can't win
is the fates themselves have missed.

Yet, there lives on the ancient claim-
We win or loose within ourselves,
The shining trophies on our shelves can
Never win tomorrow's game.

So you and I know deeper down,
There is a chance to win the crown,
But when we fail to give our best,
We simply haven't met the test

Of giving all and saving none,
Until the game is really won.

Of showing what is meant by grit,
Of playing through not letting up,
Its bearing down that wins the cup.

Of taking it and taking more
Until we gain the winning score

Of dreaming there is a goal ahead,
Of hoping when our dream are dead,
Of praying when our hopes have fled.

Yet, loosing, not afraid to fall,
If bravely we have given all,
For who can ask more of a man,
Than giving all within its span,

That giving all, it seems to me,
is not so far from VICTORY

And so the fates are seldom wrong,
No matter how they twist and wind;
It's you and I who can make our fates,
We open up or close the gates

On the ROAD AHEAD or the ROAD Behind
...
-George Moriarty