The parable of chance and fate

I saw a boxing match
'tween Fate and Chance.
The betting was on Fate
and chance stood "not a chance".
But when the bell did ring
Fate charged and swung where Chance had stood
but Chance danced round with bluring jabs.
From all directions, all at once,
those glancing blows felled Fate.
And Fate lay cold against the canvas.

And whereupon, the crowd did rise, as one,
and surging forward, lifted Fate, unconcious,high,
and cheered Fate as the winner.
And all the betters backing Fate
in thrilling tones and sharp debate
made earnestly to speculate
about the next match up
'tween Fate and Skill
or Fate and Worth
dependent on their taxes