We are all enamored by the IPO's, and the million dollar exit,
At some level we understand its luck, and not all a result of grit.
But the 9 out of 10 that fold up, and in shame and disgrace go bankrupt,
They don't come to mind that easily, when you decide to launch a start-up.
Everyone around you is a founder, building left and right,
How can you be left behind, and in a job keep sitting tight?
The stakes are high, and rest assured, you won't get a regular pay,
But whenever you'll get a client or funding, you'll be on seventh sky for the day.
You've invested a lot already, money, time, yourself,
To think of quitting after all this, is a betrayal in itself.
What are you if not a founder, you take risks, you gamble it all,
Even if your venture is just limping along, you start again, after the fall.
I can name all the biases and heuristics, that compel me to again and again start,
That may be the way the gambler's mind works, but I'll master the winning jackpot art.
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