At The Brink - Poem by Sathya Narayana
"Few more strides into the rival site; fight, fight! '
yelled a lieutenant, "Conquest's within our sight! "
"Few more mouthfulls of ale; let me guzzle, guzzle! "
craved a carouser, "I'm at the edge of the azure! "
"One more joker in my deck; let me bet, bet! '
hoped a gamester, "I'm going to hit the jackpot! "
"More billions in my coffer; let me earn, earn! "
yearned a magnate, "I'll soon be number one! "
"One more cute woman; let me try, try! "
vied a wooer, "My grand hundredth prey! "
"Awful are human wiles; I can't deal, heal! "
riled the Almighty "Ah let me crawl into the Black hole! "
Slimy borders shake you, shock you; strain, drain!
Gain on with guts; lest back to square one, again! !
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