The Road Ahead or The Road Behind by George Joseph Moriarty
Sometimes I think the Fates must Grin as we denounce and insist
The only reason we can’t win Is the Fates themselves that miss
Yet there lives on an ancient claim We win or lose within ourselves
The shining trophies on our shelves Can never win tomorrow’s game
You and I know deeper down There’s always a chance to win the crown
But when we fail to give our best We simply haven’t met the test
Of giving all, and saving none Until the game is really won
Of showing what is meant by grit Of fighting on when others quit
Of playing through, not letting up It’s bearing down that wins the cup
Of taking it and taking more Until we gain the winning score
Of dreaming there’s a goal ahead Of hoping when our dreams are dead
Of praying when our hopes have fled Yet losing, not afraid to fall
Than giving all within his span Giving all, it seems to me
Is not so far from victory
And so the Fates are seldom wrong
No matter how they twist and wind It is you and I who make our fates
We open up or close the gates On the road ahead or the road behind.
