Oh slave to emotion
always in the place at the time;
do you feel lucky?
Chosen by the almighty
to do the deeds of the commonwealth
do you feel lucky?
Oh servant of the people,
oh man among men,
do you feel lucky?
When your love has betrayed you,
when your honor is gone,
do you fell lucky?
When the walls fall down around you,
and your left alone to die,
do you feel lucky?
A contest entry
- Rounds and Prompts contest. by TheCSIgurl.
700 points, ended October 25, 16 entries
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Comments
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Powerful poem here. I love the Biblical allusion and way you have made this seem universally applicable.
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bleak and moving - I like your style.
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