The Freedom Gamblers Poem by poppy miller

(VICTORY)


In their thousands they shook the dice

Rattled it ten thousand times thrice

Flung them into the cordite sky

Faster than the blink of an eye

From burning sands to lethal ice

They rattled and rolled ten thousand times thrice

The gaming board, this sad, sad world

For civilization the stake was hurled

Against the snarling bark of servitude

These gamblers, an uncommon brood; 

Hurled and swirled, won and lost

Until the final dice was tossed

And on its side these words were spun

Rejoice, rejoice, the victory's won.