The dice⁠⁠

The winds of sorrow brought
down tornado.
Crashed beautiful house
to the miserable ground.
Drop the pass, and don't indulge.
Clean up the mess,
don't cry too much.
The equilibrium around
equals to the deadly sound.

The people struggle,
Swim and pound,
or they lose, give up,
and drown.

You don't have to atter sound,
When knocked out,
lay on groud.
But "the life" will keep on rolling,
Regardless of those selfish cries
You and I, not even mice.
The life — Casino...
The rest is dice.


September 17th, 2023