Poker Player's Prayer
The room is cheap, the furnishings stark.
The florescent light is so damn dark.
When I look up, I fill with fear.
The end of this hand is drawing near,
this lonely table, a troubled place,
their cold dead stares, dealer's empty face.
Well, I see no reason to persevere,
no reason to laugh or shed a tear,
no reason to ponder or even to wait,
no cards to come, it's much too late.
And so this night I will raise my eyes
to imagine the clear but mysterious skies
that arch above us, so far from sin.
Are you there God cuz I'm goin' all in?
by Professor77
My poker page
The florescent light is so damn dark.
When I look up, I fill with fear.
The end of this hand is drawing near,
this lonely table, a troubled place,
their cold dead stares, dealer's empty face.
Well, I see no reason to persevere,
no reason to laugh or shed a tear,
no reason to ponder or even to wait,
no cards to come, it's much too late.
And so this night I will raise my eyes
to imagine the clear but mysterious skies
that arch above us, so far from sin.
Are you there God cuz I'm goin' all in?
by Professor77
My poker page