Wrath of the Pigeons

A hustler, grips control
The world was his playground
But now his indistinct has grown old
He tries the poker game, hoping to win
So he can regain his old life and fortune

He sets down his last hundred thousand
Hoping to turn it into a little bit more than a million
A young, timid man stares with disdain at his hand…
(It’s time for the kill…with this straight flush)
The con stares; he sees the pimp and the magician fold…
Now it’s the showdown between the young and old…
(He must be new to the game…this will be easy)
The man sets down his deck, 4, 5, 6, 7, and eight…
But the lasso, with an impish smirk lays his cards down…
“Ten, jack, queen, king, and an ace!”
“But that’s impossible, show me your cards!”
And so he laid the prize down, it did not lie
“How can that be? You are so horrible.”
But the young man replied.
“You cannot fool a fool…”

Reviews

[Legion]

Indeed a wise lesson. I like the message in this. The writing is a bit rough, but with time you will become a magnificient writer. Life will give you many lessons to learn from. Use them well and write them well. Kudos.