Cards of life

Sometimes we stick sometimes we twist
Sometimes at the flick of the wrist
We are blessed to have a good hand
and the game goes to plan
but when it doesn’t
when we can’t win life’s tricks
when the future hurts and pricks
and stabs
at our hearts
we know the power is to start each day anew
with the resolve that grew
out of our tears
and the knowledge our instincts and fears taught us
we have to trust our love, our faith
in ourselves above all
or we will hit a metaphorical wall
or a metaphysical one
In our minds
life is wonder it shines
in the dark
a spark to light our way when we our lost
don’t count the cost
be a player
and never despair
for there is always a point in a game
When it turns round
and that player has a chance
turn it around and let life dance.

The promise

When the rain cries for me
would you follow my story?
It’s not ordinary.

I trap them in my fire, in my hell
I broke into her house just to tell her
I loved her soul to bones
I just can’t leave her alone
old Father Time was sleeping in his arm chair
but I found we had traded places
the woman with many faces
and many time lines
my crime is I wasn’t able
To put all my cards on the table
I am the life you never lived
the man you couldn’t forgive
for leaving you alone on your marble throne.