Addictive Gambler Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Addicted Gambler
This is a sad tale
Of a man who gambled and failed
His desire was to get rich quick
But he ended up being a losing freak

Daily withdrawals from the cash machine
Yet with money he was so mean
Never ate hence so thin and lean
Smoked away with bad breath and skin

He had other hidden talents
Which were vividly silent?
He was creative
Very imaginative
But none of that ever became lucrative

An addicted gambler
Who tried his hands at everything?
To see what his luck might bring
Spent hours scratching cards at Bingo
Tried poker though he did not know the lingo
Played and lost on various fruit machines
Never ever satisfied with a days win
Gambled on so many horses
Which all brought heavy losses?

In misery he resorted to alcohol
This also contributed to his downfall
Lost all his friends
In vain tried to make amends
After missing so many appointments

Several times he threw in the towel
When he realised
He had no more personal possessions to sell
Saying life really sucks
I don’t seem to be having any luck
But he was an addicted gambler
It was only a question of time
When he will sneak out of home as if a crime
To gamble his newly acquired wealth away again

An addicted Gambler
Absorbed with heavy numerous debts
Caused by large unreasonable bets
Spending his entire wage
Was a daily chapter in his book and page
That grew worse and worse with every age


Always borrowing more money
From his friends and family in a hurry
Saying please I wouldn’t do it again, I am sorry
His family knew he desperately required
Psychiatric assistance
That very momentarily instance
Or his mental state
Would be beyond maintenance
A very befalling state

Several times he threw in the towel
When he had no more personal possessions to sell
Saying life really sucks
I don’t seem to be having any luck
But he was an addicted gambler
It was only a question of time
When he will sneak out of home as if a crime
To gamble his money away again

After so many years he finally gave up
He knew it was about time to eventually stop
He lost it all
There were no more friends to call
He did not even have little money to have a ball
What a sad story said the coroner
This young man must have been a total loner
What an addictive gambler