Poker For Living ~ Poker Života Poem by Jankovic Zoran

We played last dealing.
I did not care.
I've lost the game long ago.

She kicked the Knave of Hearts
and I got a Queen of Spades.
The other cards were not important.
She pulled a Joker out a jacket
from her sleeve, on which my heart was.
I could not watch it cheating.

The player drank the last drink
and went to another table,
a croupier was left without a tip.

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Poker života

Igrali smo poslednje dijeljenje.
Bilo mi je svejedno.
Ja sam odavno izgubio igru.

Izbacila je dečka srce
a ja sam dobio pikovu damu.
Ostale karte nisu bile bitne
jer kad je izvadila džokera iz rukava
na kome je bilo moje srce
nisam više mogao da gledam kako vara.

Igrač je popio poslednje piće
i otišao za drugi sto,
a krupije je ostao bez bakšiša.