Craps
Two Definitions
Off the tip of my fingers
And the tip of my tongue
The tingling lingers
As the screams fill my lungs
They say that life is a game
Win or lose, it’s a gamble
Fifteen seconds of fame
Can turn your world into shambles
The balls in your court
Take your shot, make it count
They say life is short
You’re either in or you’re out
You can’t ride the line
Get off the fence and decide
You’ve not much nose left to grind
You’re running out of time
The clock is deceiving
With its soft, gentle ticks
It’s completely misleading
Like being beaten with a stick
Reaching out its hand
In a gesture of help
When the only thing time served
Was to serve itself
Selfish and callous
It keeps moving along
No signs of being jealous
But when it’s your time, you’re done
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (4)
One way of looking at life and impending death.
Time doesn't care about any of us. Well done.
Well done my friend.
I really liked your use of idioms. Well painted.