Dicing With The Devil
What the world will be
Is not what it is
The
world hangs in balance
And
time stops still
Quivering
and straining
Not
a second forward
The
world waits
And
time awaits
For
what comes next
Time
has come for all
To
stand arm to arm together
For
Now is the time to roll the dice
A
time to punt all life on a throw
Aces
to aces, doubles to win
And
death to those who fail to see
For
all life has stopped
To
stare at the dice
The
world hangs in balance
And
even time waits on me.
The
devil is on the other side
Watching
me throw
Fire
and brimstone, he reeks so sulfur
I
clamp my nose and play my game
Even
the devil cant beat me
For
today I ride reckless
Trusting
my luck.
For
am I not the dearly beloved
Of
her Highness Lady Luck?
Elusive
no more, there she is,
Whispering
sweetly in my ears
On,
forth, roll that dice,
For
todays the day you beat that devil
Smiling
at her, I do as she bids
Hands
clasped behind my back
Leaning
at my ease.
I
ride my luck and throw that dice
The
world, the world, the entire world
On
one throw of my wrist,
One
whim of my luck
The
dice falls and spins around
It
bounces and rattles
And
the world awaits.
Quick,
take a peek, I close my eyes,
Tell
me, do we live, to fight again?
Yes
we will, the cheering starts
Fortune
favors me,
Goddess
Luck in love
And
the world is saved by a thread (again).
P.S: I rarely write verse, unless
mentally disturbed/distracted. So when I was recently too high strung/anxious
and looking to work that extra energy off somehow, I wrote this free verse on
how it would be to play a game with the Old ‘Un himself. Of course, I would
back my luck any day. Even against him. But with the fate of the world in
balance? Do I dare? Would you? Tell me….
