Casino Lights

Running hot and stacking the chips,
It seemed there was no way I’d miss.
This was as good- good as it gets,
Luck- good fortune- WOW! It exists.
After three years of online play,
And making money everyday,
My car headed south of Green Bay;
For more than three years I would stay.
I found my home; I found my life,
Through the doors of casino lights.
Flashing machines where suckers play
Was not the place to spend your nights.
Through the great hall and up the stairs,
To the tables circled by chairs,
Where dealers dealt to silent prayers,
There was the room many got theirs.

I played the game and I made friends;
The happiness I sought was found.
I played the game everyday,
New family and friends all around.
Running hot and stacking the chips,
And learning how to sink some ships
By reading the quivering lips
That allowed dealers some nice tips.
Then came the day to make a choice,
Lose it all or a bigger prize.
I played my hand, I called the bet-
If I lost, it was my demise.
I pushed my chips into the pot,
I lost everything- I lost a lot.
I hugged my best friend on the spot,
Then turned and left- the fish now caught.

What transpires in a fools mind?
What kind of man risks everything,
Only to return to nothing?

The call to win one of a kind—