Life-Gamble Winning Homeless

A piece of poetry that I wrote in fourth semester A submitted work for vocabulary 3 course

I was a man of straw,

I was a man on his shoestring,

A man full of flaws,

Who tried to figure out what life could bring.

In a big city with nights full of lights,

I was stranded with neither hope nor chances.

As a light purse makes a heavy heart,

I walked alone as a begging homeless.

People threw the jiggling coins in my hat,

As if they knew that they would never need them.

But life is a gamble where we should cast the bet,

And so did I know, those coins was worth the game.

            A single dime was worth a grain of rice,

            For that I would not waste any.

            It was how I rolled the dice,

    As of now I've won the bet, a saving full of money.