The Face Cards
The Face Cards (first version)
The table is set. Blood has been spilled
Rules have been finalized
The devil is dealing the cards
They have been shuffled and dealt
I’ve been dealt a crappy hand
You knew it, you knew it all along
When you took my innocence away from me
You stole who I was, from me
From the place in my very own soul
You didn’t even blink not at all
You never thought about what you had just done
My life has been hell
Now I am seated at deaths doorstep
Playing poker to stay in the game of life
I will not fold until the last card is dealt
There is a wild card for me to play
I have an ace up my sleeve… I got this. I got it!
Someday I will get a part of me back
Still there a small part gone forever like a vapor mist
Hope now, you know, what you did to me that day
What you took I lost!
Just have to hold on and play
Few more hands of cards
I will beat him at his own... game
In my heart, what’s left?
After you violated my little precious worth being
I know you are next to be seated at this very own table
Playing poker for the pathetic coward, you are inside
You see now, I have already seen your cards
There is nothing to play, will have to fold your cards
You will have to cash in your chips
Cross over deaths threshold
How I did it, you ask? How did I cheat death?
He never saw the faces of my cards
The faces of people who love me
Who were there fighting for me
They minds were set in stone
Praying for me, out of love for me
They were not giving up on me
They all believed in me so much
Tell me then...
How then can I give up on me! On me!
He never saw…
The cards I was holding in my hands
Copyright © Jerry Heldman | Year Posted 2016
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