• poetryforlifeforever


i wonder what would happen if our lives

are played by white balls

waiting for the right numbers

to hit the jackpot

news of celebrities dying

sickness blind and deaf

preying on big hats and tattered jeans

hospital beds too few

it seems

is life like a slot machine

levers pulled by desperate eyes

dimmed by the smoke

and alcohol

even truth is shrouded

by appearances angelic

that it's hard to know

the truth

some hard sayings you say

yes, but something to chew on

we mostly swallow

just to fill our bloated bellies

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