The Lottery of Life

The first man and woman, they had kids,
And their kids had kids,
And their kids had kids,
And their kids had kids,
And their kids had kids,
All the way to your parents,
And when they had kids,
One of those kids was you.

But you who are you?
And how are you, you?
And what are the chances of you being you?

Suppose your parents hadn’t met on that train,
The day that you mother got caught in the rain?
If your mum had a headache,
You were never conceived?
If a different sperm,
Your egg had received?
And it’s not good enough that it happened to you,
It had to have happened to your mum and dad too,
And their parents and their parents to the end of the line,
All the way back in the ages of time.

If it hadn’t been so you wouldn’t be here,
Telling your troubles,
And bending my ear.
You say you’re a loser but that’s not true,
In the lottery of life,
It’s already been YOU.

The Lottery of Life

Pauline Jones

Youghal, Ireland

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We may not have asked to be here but we are lucky to have been born

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