Fate deals the hand and we must play,
the cards so painful we must still lay.
Life out of sorts, lost and dazed!
If it ever becomes right, we'll be amazed.
No aces in the deck it would seem,
just deuces and threes nothing to redeem.
The odds are stacked against us so,
risks high, do we chance and go?
Two deuces, the lowest pair,
life just isn't playing fair.
It feels so complex, when will it cease?
Why can't you and I just have inner peace?
Our time will come, of that I am sure.
Our balance returned, at ease once more.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
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