Life's Roulette

verdict awaiting the flip of a coin
withered in cold november winds
your eyes devoid of luster
has life teetering on the edge

a spin of the roulette
straight up
inside bets
against the odds

remind us
the head croupier
up in the sky
is the one
calling all the shots



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

deathgameslifemetaphorfree verse

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Sara Kendrick

February 23, 2021 at 2:50 PM

Yes, God calls all the shots but only good and perfect gifts come from above. I don't think gambling is one that God worries about for He knows a person will make their own bed and lie in it when they gamble. Sara

Line Gauthier

February 24, 2021 at 10:35 AM

And rightfully so ~ thanks, Sara

Sara Kendrick

February 24, 2021 at 7:42 AM

Yes, God calls the shots..He is a good, merciful God but He does get tired of a person who claims to be His child going in the wrong direction then He issues out the punishment. Sara

Line Gauthier

February 23, 2021 at 4:07 PM

Thanks, Sara ~ I changed my photo so the metaphor of life would be more prominent because it's not about gambling at all ~ thanks for the nudge