None of Them

Picture me –

Amid this turn-taking

Game of random leaders:

Faithless ivory-faced kings,

Holy-roller board extremists,

Sword-wielders in minute-man keeps –

Balancing , desperately on the edge

Of a dangerously spinning wheel,

Waiting for somebody, anybody –

Even the one-eyed queen of reds –

To draw the sanity-humanity card.

But once again, and everywhere I look,

There are only jokers, brokers,

Trapped, frustrated pawns and

 Grim-black suits that hunt in packs. 

Luck may wear six faces:

But none of them is mine.

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You Should Know …

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Two days ago –

Fierce and fast –

Blue electricity, drama and hazard

Climbed blink-blink fast

Down greased ladders between

Sky’s undeniable singularity and

Our different-degree backgrounds.

We rolled the friendship dice, folded paper,

Measured the paces of bishop and tower,

Sheltered under the proud, peaceful wings

Of history’s graceful war birds;

We laughed happily together at

The ice and fire we walked through …

And we did it with spirits high!

At the end of some games,

You should know,

It’s possible for everyone to win.

5/8/2013

Photo: wallzoa.com