#WritcoPoemPrompt107
A fortunate shot resulted in a goal,
As if it were a lucky rabbit's foot you possess,
People lose control,
A million or two more or less,

but I'm not people.
I heard luck is lady fight.
like maybe she will take more in the end
if you refuse to do her right.

a shot in the dark, destination of old.
accidently reached in and took what was my own. fate maybe luck or maybe not the same dirt road.
just because it's not your vision for me doesn't mean it's wrong or stole.
free will is why you argue.
fate or luck destiny or instinct.
who gave it to me first?
all I know is divine intervention wouldn't dish it out as cold....