Compass

One’s life is not just one straight shot

From Point A to Point B

Curve-balls, set-backs, down the wrong tracks

Delays we can’t foresee

Each twist and turn we live and learn

We get back what we give, and yet

We oft declare that life is unfair

When we’ve made a losing bet

Whether we’re more victim or victor

Our paths are much the same

Upon reflection, it’s about direction

And whoever gets the blame