A Mystical Poetry
Life And Death
A Game Of Chance
Every time we open and close our eyes
is a game of chance
every rotation of the earth, a roulette
every revolution round the sun, a risk!
We flirt with the fatal moment
at every turn
it’s the thrill
so soon forgotten
the danger at our right hand
dancing between our fingers
the mundane fear of losing
the thing we love to complain about!
But in the end we always shut
our mouths and our eyes
and place our bets
and go in for another round!
A game of chance
continues!
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