Dice Rolling....

Dice Rolling....

A Poem by Onlyme


I sometimes used to think
me being
a nice and decent person
would  save me
in this twisted world
but the sad reality is it
just does not shield me
or protect me at all
from the brutality of life
and living and all  bad things
and nasty dramas and woe
filled situations.
that go on around me and
in my life and others close
to me.
I had this stupid notion
that if you were a good
person and lived a good
life.

And did no badness towards
others and so forth
It would help you.
How wrong can anyone be
or foolish on top.
Ie I am.
I believed I would be protected
and nice folk where treated
better by karma as you did
no wrong.
But life and reality
just does not
work that way
at all.
It is random
and does
what it feels
like to anyone
good or bad
it does not
discriminate
or put a value
on your lifestyle
or ways.
It just does
to all where
you good or bad.
Like a toss of a dice.
could be anyone
anytime
anywhere...
that the reality of life
and living it.
The only thing about being
a good person is a least
you're nice and decent.
And that is something.
Big time to hold onto
for yourself alone.

© 2018 Onlyme


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Added on August 31, 2018
Last Updated on August 31, 2018
Tags: roll the dice, life, karma, everyone, reality, real, fact, true

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Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme