The Power of Chance

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Every day we have is just a lucky chance.
It is a time where we could have just one last dance.
For just a moment, think with me of all we have done,
whether it's going to war or simply talking on the phone.
Everything we have done is just mere luck of the draw.
If you look at what I am saying, you will see that this fact is rather raw.
If you could, would you replace your hand of life
or, perhaps, you are just too scared that you might get a knife?
What decides the way we stop living?
It is decided by nothing more than where the spinners stops spinning.





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Striker said...
May 16, 2010 at 7:18 pm
I liked this poem. Very eye opening.
 
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