Roll the Dice

7/30/16

Streetlights
Not turning on until the night

I am wrong not always right
During the day and night
Just trying to live my life
Below satellites

I'm going to roll the dice
More than once or twice
Making sure my family is alright
And helping them through any strife

As I work with a bigger appetite
Nearby minerals, and ores some of which were meteorite

Went down many rapids with beer on ice
And not every cooler or crate was watertight

Cleaned up any of my messes, never once littered during the plight
And didn't always listen or follow advice

Don't care about facebook likes
I can barely remember what exactly I wrote and typed

Below sea levels and atop the heights
I've worked with many chemicals and particles, including dolomite

All these different rituals and rites
Some of which involve a sacrifice

Fantasies and dreams about paradise
But not all can get a slice
Some end up paying the price
In ways that are colder than ice
Leaving behind kids and a wife

You want to be rude and not polite
Then go take a hike
Before I hit you with all my might
And the impact of dynamite

By: Dalton Ogletree
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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