At the Edge
So many times I've been to the brink.
So many times it would make you think.
That I am but a fool.
Mistakes can be so cruel.
Mistakes? Oh I've made some, large and small.
Mistakes I've made, I've made them all.
Am I too impulsive?
I expect that I am.
To risk is imperative,
When breaking new ground.
Technology to the rescue,
Just in time.
Technology solves the impossible,
Without any rhyme
So I chase technology to cover my mistakes.
Technology wins and my heart breaks.
The game is a test of what it takes,
To play to win for such high stakes.
This time I lost
Copyright 2002 © Ronald W. Hull
6/23/06
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