Play the Odds of Life

AstralMelody on Mar 8, 2009

Life is not a game. But so many of us treat it like one.

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A coin has been flipped

And the odds are 50/50.

If only the same were true

When it came to life.

But there are no

“Best two out of three’s” in this life.

We repeat the same mistakes

Sometimes so many times.

So many times before,

The coin does come heads up.

So many times, before we get it right.

There are no counting cards here.

No Black Jack, no 21, or Craps.

The mathematics of this life,

Is an equation that no genius mind will ever equate.

It can, however be compared to the slots.

Somewhat, the more you put in,

The more you loose or gain.

So go ahead throw your nickels, dimes, quarters, or dollars.

Whatever it is you so choose.

The outcome is so simple,

You will either win or you will loose.

And while you are at it,

Put $200 red and spin the wheel,

Shit, I’m feeling lucky today.

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Comments (13)

Joni Keith on Mar 8, 2009
That’s an interesting take on life. I agree that the more you put in, the bigger the win.
Dee Gold on Mar 8, 2009
yes,life is not a game
Emma J Kerry on Mar 8, 2009
A really interesting, thought provoking poem. I like this.
AC Hamilton III on Mar 8, 2009
Deep thoughts framed in such a potentially destructive world of gambling…nice work!

AC
lindalulu on Mar 8, 2009
Very nice work!
nesita on Mar 8, 2009
life is definitely not a game.
Will Gray on Mar 8, 2009
You are so right. Too many people play the game of life.
Cassandra Antares on Mar 8, 2009
I really like this poem, great form and many people do play a game of it, great poem
CutestPrincess on Mar 9, 2009
Your work speaks for its self! Great Job!
devika or dev on Mar 9, 2009
u have bought the best in ur write up……… i loved ittttttttt really impressive………. plz read my new poem after a gap of 2 months …….. the beauty of a soothing dayyy….
mysticdave on Mar 10, 2009
so true, i can relate:)
Jenny Heart on May 5, 2009
You have a gift with words. Now! You’ve got talent.
Cynthia Bartlett on May 10, 2009
well….I guess I’m just old fashioned. Profane language just isn’t poetic to me. over all the poem was good.
I am not sure what the attraction is for “four-letter” words, it just doesn’t work for me. Especially, when some get used incorrectly.

Hi there!