Sunday, January 8, 2012


The cards we hold is a given
The cards we'll pick is a hidden
The game we are in is a written

Do the best of the originality
Bet the belongings of the individuality
Dream for hopes of current possibility
Hope for the chance of constant stability
Cease whatever the available opportunities

Will we really achieve our needs
Will we really receive our greed
Could we really lead our belief
This entire game is full of deceits

Will the banker break the laws
Will the winner take it all
No players allowed to withdraw

The card we apply for is never there
The luck we rely on is never fair
But no one can back off or be a spare

We bet up all our lifelines
God set up all organized crimes
Days are cards, Life is a game
We can neither win nor change

Play Blackjack till death!!!

A'karikz Yannaing