what is it
about genetics
that makes one frail, short
another tall and blond
like dice - each has a chance
of winning and loosing
and what is it to know
this before soon after
years will go by before
we can divine if it was a win
or a loss - how fair or
un - it is safe to say it all comes
to an end: still to gaze upon a tall
blond gliding across and to spot a man
barely able to speak waddle along on his mother's arm
how life goes on too quietly
