We all learn to push our luck

We push and push

until it

runs out

until it

breaks and says

‘Get outta here

I’m done with you!’

 

Of course you have to

have the luck

to begin with

Only then can you

abuse it

 

You are lucky

then you are unlucky

You are unlucky

then you are lucky

That is just the way of things

 

Perhaps we should push our luck

see what we can get away with

see how the dice rolls

see how the coin lands

let the chips fall

where they wish

 

Or perhaps we should know a

good thing and

leave well alone and

not taunt the gods

 

But as the sky turns a different shade

like nothing you’ve ever

seen before

as the sun burns on fire

as fate swirls around in the dirt

the choice is yours

and then

of course

it is not