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Up The Ante

Like cards in a deck
What was on bottom
Ends up on top
What was on top
On bottom

As fate shuffles
And shuffles again

Those with spades
Become kings
Those with diamonds
A mere single digit number

It can feel like the gods
Are playing a game
With our lives

Betting for
Or against us

Dionysus bluffing, again
Zeus folding with fury
Hera going all in
Hermes quickly
Taking another card
From the deck

Carefully matching us
Carelessly discarding us
According to their will

Though they’re not
Completely in control

They are the players
Of the game

Will close it down
At some odd hour
Turn out the lights
And go home

Whatever changing value
We end up having
Marked on us
At the end of the day

Our stakes
Are higher

And to us
Even if we win
The house wins bigger

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