Expectations, Daily

It’s what we take for granted
That will do us in the end;
For expectations daily
Choke the life of women, men

That thing that we unthinkingly
Assume we’ll have fore’er
That one day leaves us suddenly
Exposed, unarmed and bare

We recognize bad fortune,
Others’ luck we dwell upon:
But take good luck as given
Up until the day
It’s gone

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