Treating life like a game of poker
Face emotionless, impassive
The full spectrum of emotions
Hidden, by the need to win
Betting on an outcome unknown
Life’s a gamble but you’re not prone
To hitting the jackpot or scoring a goal
Roll the dice but don’t bet on your own
The flop is open and it’s your turn
You seem bound by check or fold
Trying to read the other players
Just to win you sell your soul
Unheeding of the voice in your head
That’s telling you it’s not worth a play
But you go for it anyway and bet
The turn opens and the game sways
You know you’re in too deep
To bow out gracefully
So instead you go all in
Knowing it’s deadly
A twitch of the lips that you
Make disappear as soon as it came
Unrevealing of your fear
Of losing not just the game
When the river opens
You refuse to even blink
Lest the cards change their faces
For somehow, you may now win
Eyes glance fleetingly
At your fellow players
Unable to decipher
Their stoic demeanours
One by one cards are flipped over
As your heart begins hammering
A smirk forming slowly on your lips
Anticipating their stammering
When they see that you win
Unable to keep it in any longer
He stands up and throws the glass
Frustrated that you got away with
Cards that shouldn’t have passed
And one by one the players rise
Extending their hands mockingly
For it’s plain upon their faces
That you don’t deserve their money
And as you walk away pockets heavy
The mind is lighter still
For you learnt nothing today except
That it takes but sheer luck to win
