Sometimes you only have one chance to take.

Success. Failure. Both rely on your words.

Made with your words, destiny becomes awake.

Haters see a green light, and make like birds,

Flying at their desire to drop a load.

Jealousy drives their eager eyes towards you,

The statue of eloquence a-la-mode,

Hamlet-like in your diction whereunto

Your wit with words may change the hearts of man.

But only for a moment, a single

Instant in time should you take every clan

And his condolences to pen, genial

In your writing, yet firm in your purpose.

Like Jefferson to the Declaration,

Your chance is now, and you only write once.