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Poetry and Poker Life of Tragedy
I AM NOT THE POET I ONCE WAS , I AM NOT THE POET I HAD HOPE TO BE
I AM BUT THE POET I HAVE BECOME, NOT THE ONE I OUGHT TO BE, NOT THE ONE I SHOULD BE, I AM THE ONLY POET I CAN BE IN THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF LIFE THAT WHERE DEALT TO ME.
I HAVE PLAYED MY HAND WELL AT TIMES I HAVE PLAYED MY HAND WRECKLESS AT TIMES AND I HAVE PLAYED SMART AND I HAVE BEEN ABSCENT AND FORFEITED WINNING HANDS AND FOLDED HANDS THAT RIVERS WOULD HAVE FLOODED TO MY ADVANTAGE BUT STAYED IN WHEN THE RIVER DESTROYED CHANCES
I ADMIT TO THE ACCOUNTABILITY I HAVE IN THE PLACE THAT I AM
I ALSO WILL BE OUTSPOKEN TO THOSE WHO WONT ACCEPT THEIR RESPONSABILITY IN THE DOWNFALL OF A GOOD LIFE SABATOGED FROM WITHIN
I WONT COMPLAIN ARE CALL IT A LOSS I WILL JUST PLAY THE HAND UNTIL I AM UNDER THE CROSS
THE THING IS THROUGH ALL THE PAIN IT IS ALL STILL THE GAME
I COULD CRY ABOUT POOR ODDS OR ILL FATE
BUT NOTHING I DID WAS GOING TO STOP WHAT BECAME OF ME
IT WAS ALWAYS THERE WAITING INSIDE OF ME IT WAS THE ODDS FOR THE HOUSE AND THE DISEASE WAS TURNED ON INSIDE OF ME
IF ANYTHING I HAVE PLAYED MY HAND WELL BUT IN A WAY MOST WONT
CAUSE I PLAYED MY HAND AS IF THE LUCK THAT WAS COMING
WAS ALWAYS THERE AND I DIDNT TAKE ANY ONE DOWN WITH ME
JUST CAUSE THE SLIGHT ODDS THEY COUKD HAVE SAVED ME
BECAUSE I AM NOT HERE TO ELIMINATE COMPETITION JUST BEAT THE HOUSE AS LONG AS POSSIBLE NO ONE LEAVES A WINNER SO NO NEED TO TAKE AWAY THE BEST HANDS THEY HAVE POSSIBLE
I AM ONLY THE POET THAT IS LEFT IN ME WHAT LITTLE THAT MAY BE
AND LIKE ALL POETS OF THIS CENTURY I WILL BE MOSTLY UNHEARD AND UNKNOWN BECAUSE MY BEST WORK WILL NEVER BE SHOWED
MAYBE ONE DAY SOMEONE WILL FIND THOSE WORDS
OR SEE PAST THESE INTO THE CARDS I AM HOLDING
AND WHEN THEY SEE THAT I PLAYED TO SAVE OTHERS WHILE DAMNED IS ALL I COULD BE AND REALIZE THEIR IS BEUTY IN THE GAME NO MATTER THE CROWD OR WINNINGS
EVEN WITH THIS A METAPHOR WRITTEN FROM THE TOP OF MY HEAD
FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER READ THESE WORDS SO IT WAS MY ANTY TO THE NEXT HAND MAYBE IF I KEEP WRITING I WILL FIND AGAIN
THE PARTS OF ME I LOST WHILE SICK AND SHINE AGAIN
UNTIL I DO AND WHEN I DO I WILL CONTINUE TO HOPE YOUR LIGHT
STARTS TO SHINING THROUGH BECAUSE THE ODDS ARE AGAINST IT
AND MOST DONT REALIZE THAT WEALTH IS NOT SHINNING THROUGH
AND ALL SUCCESS IS NOT BENEFITTING YOU OR HELPING OTHERS ITS JUST GROWING THE INVESTMENT CAPITOL FOR U.S.A AND ITS SLAVE OWNERS
WE ARE FOOLS HELD AGAINST ARE BEST INTEREST IT WOULD BE ARE WISHES BUT WE ARE TO LOST AND FENCES NEED FIXING
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Shawn Gorsick
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