Another bored in theory class poem -
I think I write my best in theory class.


Smash All The Fucking Pokies

Black machines with fancy lights and sounds beckon
reeling you in -
like the fisherman cathing the fish -
with their "win-big" promises,
a couple of dollars will not hurt,
next thing you know,
off your back they have taken your shirt
and cruely leave you face down in the dirt.

Rent money blown -
but you will win 'double' next spin,
"borrowing" money from family and friends -
to pay for your addiction,
broke with nothing and no-one later
you wish you could smash the fucking pokies,
turn back time
and throw all their enticing, broken promises in the bin.

.....Another life the pokies ruin -
but does anyone really care?

29/03/06



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-03-29 at 02:14

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Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
Great title and the sentiment of the text so true. Companies which benefit from the profits. Should be made to pick up the pieces.
2006-03-30


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
The last stanza is about the goverment -
they reckon they care about problem gambling -
and then build more pokies.

This has happen to a friend of mine
who killed themselves due to deppression
over it.
2006-03-29


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no, not really... (too answer your last ? but i'm jk i swear)

guess it's that way with all of us about something or other. we've all got our addictions, those things that will ruin our finances, our relationships, or (and) even our very souls.

but, where i differ from you in seeing things is, i don't relate so much to the fish as to the worm.....

keep putting that theory class time to good use!
2006-03-29