I was in Osmena Park
one sharp noon
Two twilight-aged folks
were talking while playing
chess board game
one said to his opponent
my son has the ability
but my son has no opportunity
and the other said
my son has opportunity
but my son lacks ability
I had learned
luck comes when opportunity and
ability meet
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/opportunity-and-ability/
