mafia code cold
rules hardship plans
mistakes life made
chance ice acted out
drama last gun hand?
catch up time credit
many last thoughts
never nerve spoken
men never broken
chance is Russian Roulette
six cylinders soul spinning
lease of life up for winning
one bullet one cylinder
time dice rolls echoes chance
ghosts haunting dance
hear sound of hand gun
unheard by sudden dead one
pink brain shoot blood run
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem