O' my bad luck

I am realy unlucky

When I watch all those numbers

On the wall street

But only I can read

Nothing in the hand

Why I can watch

and I can't get anything

I see big numbers

I am not greedy

Five hundred million dollar is enough

But it seems i became like those

People still dreaming but shy to declare

Or maybe it is the arrogance

Let the silence judge

Still early

We are not seventy years old.

Poetry by poet*salem
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Written on 2018-05-25 at 16:33

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