Random Roll Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

Roll roll roll!
Roll the ball in the bowl
Let's cast lot
And let him own,
Whom the cast favours.

Up in the air let it roll
Deficiency the heart of the partakers
Within us be we the stakers
And them give our vain pledges
And randomly own that which for many be.

Panic not at their suspect
For us avow their respect
So to our prospect
We shall continue to toll
For then shall we be filled, though
Yearning for more.

The declarations of our secret chamber,
They bow
The authority of our ember
In awe
Prostrating at our decisions' altar
Without any alter
To the decrees.

No business of ours it'd be
If they die or live to be,
Thus be the game we play
For when the ball randomly rolled, we relay
And their cast on us fell
And if they'd be there to tell
Worse would have been theirs to fare

Let us own that which we could now,
For when we finally bow,
We shall rant in chase,
Of nothing left in the phase,
But that which we in the random roll,
Own.