Yong Son

Rookie (South Korea)

No Place For Regrets. - Poem by Yong Son

I am not a rounder,
But I play my Texas hold'em.

I am below my debt,
And struggle to pay my bills.

Days of hunger comes near,
And starving is a common place.

I sold all my valued collection to a pawnshop,
And now I am desolate.

I question if I can fill my next gas tank in my car,
But always ask someone to help.

The truth is I have no regret,
Because I knew the consequence,
And I knew the price for gambling!

I will be a rounder,
And there are no place for regrets!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013


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