At The Brink - Poem by Sathya Narayana
'Few more strides into the rival site; fight, fight! '
a lieutenant yelled, 'Conquest's within our sight! '
'Few more mouthfulls of ale; let me guzzle, guzzle! '
a carouser craved, 'I'm at the edge of azure! '
'One joker more in deck; ah let me bet, bet! '
a gamester hoped, 'I'm going to hit 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! '
the Master riled '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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