Lady Luck
Spin the wheel my lady luck
Let's return a hefty buck
She smirked and teased
Not quite ready me to please
The numbers rolled with every spin
Someone else continued to win
I cursed her hard under my breath
She was going to be my death
Suddenly I felt her nudge,
Was I too soon, her hard to judge
She smiled and winked
and in a blink
The numbers ran like Bolt Husain,
I was about to go insane
My bets increased as I won more
My thundering claps, my gleeful roar
I was not greedy just chasing losses
My hard earned money, often, away she tosses
She willingly obliged and smiled
I knew she was serious, she never lied
My chip stack grew and grew
many tips their way I threw
She whispered gently, she needs to go
Others needed her even more
I swear I heard her whisper to me,
TAKE IT NOW WALK OUT THE DOOR
Lady luck was very kind
My anger, rage, just made me blind
When you lose, don't chase the loss
Walk away show them, who's boss
Once there was an academic entrepreneur called Husain
framed a motto for his institution titled “Routing the sane”
“Live Love Learn” no good
“Love Learn Live” too good
Bloody Husain my motto in life “Love Laugh Live” sane?
The Arab Spring
Saddam Husain, Mubarak and soon Assad
will go… and we can be jubilant and call it
democracy and freedom.
But this does not include the Christians,
In Iraq there are hardly any left, in Egypt
they are under attack and when Assad falls
the Christian Arab will hounded, those who
are no able to escape…killed.
The rebels in Syria we now supply weaponry
to will, like they are doing in Egypt, be ready
to enforce their odious idea of Islam.
We, in the west must, if we are upright take
In the refuges and not let them fester in some
camps and fed by the Red Cross.
Give our Christian brothers a new spring, far
from the battlefield of hate and ignorance.
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