Lady Luck laughing:
“Pick a hand...any hand! ”
I pick the right.
Resting on her palm is
the tiniest little beginning.
I ask:
“What’s in the left? ”
But she refuses
to show me
smiles
hides
her hand behind her back
holds it high out of reach.
Finally I force her
to show me
& reluctantly she
shows me
opens her palm.
In it is
The End.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-luck-would-have-it-2/
