Probability and History
by Michael Doyle

The past indicates the probability,
And the rest, as they say, is history.
We learn these things with humility.
The passing days become our legacy.

The mercantile types take life without any need.
The wise take this into account and pay heed.
It's bad luck to act with greed,
But what does this mean to those who can't read?

Reading the words tattooed on the subway walls,
They stand out more than the neon signs call.
Warning us all that the facade will possibly crumble,
If we allow ourselves to be led by those who stumble.

All the signs were there and grimly bearing down.
The captain's bravado made him look like a clown.
Leftist fools are bragging that they've paid the cost.
But they are only half aware of all that they've lost.

There is no use in protesting feigned innocence,
When the price paid comes from insolence.
Mercantile companies were too used to ceding victory,
And too lazy to hazard a thought of a reversal of history.

It's a blessing to have dreams come true,
Whether it comes by land or on the ocean blue.
The brash will not heed the wisest warning,
Though often times, we find this leads to mourning.

(c) September 13, 2025   Michael Doyle
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