What is life
but chances, upportunities
passing by
unexplored until we dare
take the shot
And who am I
to tell others to
start living through
risking All
If I can't take my own advice?
We are but cowards
in the stream of place and time
until we dare
stretch out our hand
and reach
for the
unknown
Because only our deaths
are for certain
Until then
Everything's possible
Old Teenage Poems
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-risk-2/