A Snowball's Chance (Poetry)

There’s too much left undone
so too much in the way
the estimated sum
has bankrupted the day

The energy of youth
all squandered long before
I recognised the truth
and time ran out the door

I line up for the race
I’m eager at the start
keep up a steady pace
and listen to my heart

Quite suddenly I’m done
fall at the umpteenth fence
my hopeless wishes drown
it was all vain pretence

The facts are plain to see
I haven’t done too well
had not realistically
a snowball’s chance in hell