Game Of Chance Poem by Aftab Alam
Game Of Chance
Rating: ★5.0
For I see,
Again we have turned to wild,
Walking on primitive path,
Wrath - wrath - wrath
Life has become a curse,
Who feeds the baby? , Who is the nurse?
Love-the Virtue, Hatred - the vice,
Game of chance-Shake the dice,
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: war
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4/24/2024 4:38:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice write, let us wait when the dice stops on our number of choice.