Life Is A Game Of Chance - Poem by Daniel Hooks
Every time I shuffle a pack of cards I change the outcome of the game.
What if I do the same in life?
A girl I meet for the first time might end up as a friend, an enemy, or my wife!
The random things you say or do
Open or shut doors for you.
That is the nature of life.
Like you throw a six on a dice when all you need is a two
Life deals out blows not always to you.
No one knows where they will fall.
Winners don’t always win
And sinners don’t always sin.
Time changes conditions
Through random changes in chance.
But enquiring minds must resist regretting the past
Because the past is what made you who you are.
Fortune favours the brave
But lady luck does not always save fools.
Equally fools sometimes win by sheer dumb luck
But there is always hope.
Because there is always a changing point in a game
Respite for the weary.
The teary eyed loser
Will smile again somewhere in tomorrow.
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