LUCK

Dead  broke

I  spoke

Prayers  to  Invoke

 

Days  past

As  I  live  to  outlast

Wishes   based  on  memories

The  day  a  Muse  sang  for  me!

 

Hard  scrabble  before  eyes

As  trinkets  of  bliss  unravel

Upheld  by  winds  from  chance

Just  one  glance  as  all  known  vanishes

 

Chosen  from  packs  

Filled  up  to  the  stacks

In  fact  were  the  gifts  bared  for  me

 

Once  upon   a  dime

Wishes  for  bad,  I  did  incline

Believing  my  side  to  be  right

 

Heavy  handed  cuz  I  planned it

GOD  remanded  

As  my  firm  plant  is  uprooted

 

Situations  switch  as  Daze  from  night’

Plights  exposed  for  budding  Emperors

Without  Clothes  I  transpose  to  meek

Necessity  speaks  to  my  per  chance  meet

 

As  reaps  of  both  new  and  old

Further  expand  my  outreach  capacity

Tossing  me  in  cosmic  cycles

Without  benefits  of  wings  under  my  feat

 

So  I  draw  from  such

As  experience  belies  waiting

For  the  sooner  or  later  to  meet  

No  matter  the  day  

I  know  will  be  Lucky  just  for  me!