Queen of Hearts
Ace of Spades
The willingness to play soon fades
Thickening smoke begins to rise
Spiraling up
To unyielding skies
Many faces in different shades
Greedy minds behind hungry eyes

Scattered on the table
Willing and able
Making a million
But losing a billion
No one’s in control
They’re out of control

Tired hands with robotic motions
Reaching for drinks
Deadly potions
Clock strikes twelve
Yet the game goes on
Trying to revenge those who won
Desperate men with strange devotions
Playing ’til the final chip is gone

Big-wheelers, casino dealers
Everyone’s the same
Scheming cheaters, pig-like eaters
All involved in the game…

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