Wheel of Fortune
Every time you greatly suffer,
And with your life be disappointed.
And you feel that there is no hope,
And all things seem so disjointed.
Every time you feel lost,
And ask yourself: What can I see?
And you feel that there is no future,
To find a purpose for being me.
When you feel the whole world mocks you,
And that it always seems so cruel.
When you feel you have no place in life,
Or are made to feel a fool.
But when your life seems to stagnate,
And on sorrow become stuck,
Just try to spin that wheel of fortune,
And then turn around your luck.
keith jeffries
Sun 23rd Feb 2020 14:53
Stuart,
The last wo lines of the second stanza speak out so eloquently. A good poem.
Thank you
Keith