There’s no hope of a win
Unless you begin.
Don’t be that old man
Who had only a plan.
Life now hard to bear
Knowing he didn’t dare.
A barb in his heart
Knowing he didn’t start.
Ponder more you cannot,
You must take the shot.
Wait not for fair weather,
Mud and gold go together.
No.
Embrace now your fear:
Tis the compass to steer
You to what you must do.
Now begin, and fight through.