Craps at the Banquet Table

It's a crap game where only blame and lies are cast.

Find purpose.  We'll whine and dine and die at last.

And you'll find a chair

Somewhere of which you weren't aware

At a table with everyone you'd ever meet.

It's a banquet with everything you'd want to eat.

And I sit at the head

And you realize you must already be dead.

One day, you'll lose everyone you've ever known,

And it's strange to think that all of this does have to go.

And I know that you fear what it is that's after here.

But my dear, I know you have nothing to fear.

Please dear, don't fear, for the end is drawing near.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very strong poem. You made some real world opinions.
"One day, you'll lose everyone you've ever known,
And it's strange to think that all of this does have to go."
I like the way you ended this outstanding poem.
Coyote

[CHRIS ANDES]

it's really a strange thing you just come up with this fabulous poem
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