A Snowball’s Chance

"To be willing to march into Hell for a Heavenly cause..."

- Don Quixote [from the Broadway Musical, 'Man of la Mancha']

Despite my grunts and grumbling

And constant stutter and mumbling

I wish I wasn't stumbling

Through life like I am now

Through my excuses and cursing

My lies I've been rehearsing

And my wants and hopes dispersing

I often wonder how

I became this way

I lost my dreams

I became so hopelessly lost

I fade away

Or so it seems

Ready to pay any cost

to be this me...

to stay this me...

If I look past the present

And overlook my unpleasant

Way I've lived as a peasant

And chose to lose myself

Past all my depression

And mistakes made in succession

Past all my imperfections

I see myself up off this shelf

I see a new life

With a new spark

And renewed purpose in my eyes

With loving wife

Out of the dark

And daughter proudly by my side

a brand new me...

the brand new me...

Yes, I see a happy ending

Despite the rough beginning

And often times contending

The way I thought I'd go

I see a man that loves outstanding

With compassion and understanding

Devoid of wrath and demanding

A man so different from the man ago

I would live for those

Who held my hand

During the unforgiving storm

Through the weathered road

Who saw the man

That would ultimately reform

into the me I should be...

that's who I see...

And even if the man that I'm seeing

Is often times hard believing

A man I'll be achieving

What some call a snowball's chance in Hell

I'll melt away; trying with everything I have

And even if I melt trying

And roll through Hell dying

Without the world replying

To the odds I try defying

Or this snowball I am ends up frying

I'll melt away; trying with everything I have

to try to be that me...

for my family...

- Copyright © by Angel Suarez / The Number 42