It's what the class leader calls a "manifesto poem."
Que sera sera
A telephone call, an invitation
To an important conference came
Just at the time I needed to meet
Those people, just at the time
I welcomed a change.
Too many say shit happens.
I say serendipity happens.
A telephone call, a chance meeting,
Sometimes nothing more than
Cherries in the grocery store.
Others are planners, worriers weighing
Choices, seeking assurance,
Need approval, fear the unknown.
Others live by que sera sera.
Not impulsive, but not mired.
Opportunity knocks. “Hello,
Give me a minute or two.”
Que sera sera isn’t winning the lottery,
Or sitting on your hands awaiting gifts.
It’s not wanting too much
Or valuing too little what you have.
Life doesn’t owe you a damned thing .
Gladly take what falls in your lap.Que sera sera and serendipity