Lottery

A short poem about the time when I won the lottery.

 

Lottery

With all the ingenuity granted
by the random genetic factors
forming a conglomerate
of exceptional potential
in any particular skull
a figure was finally agreed upon
denominating exactly
what we had to lose

it takes a certain type of
gleeful foolhardiness
to want to better your lot
when you are free to
love the sky & share
intimate bonds with other
interactive miracles

like entering a lottery
when the real lottery
has been won inasmuch
you are touching pen to paper
in relative comfort
with full stomach
& roof above your head