A Loser’s Lament

Dame Fortune seems to know no math,

nor how to treat an acolyte.

She must be some damned sociopath...

or she just isn't erudite.

 

I call her name as wheel spins,

as cards are dealt, or dice are thrown...

and every time another wins...

and my recourse is curse and moan.

 

It matters not she bends the odds

to help some novice become rich,

but after all these wayward nods...

I best from Lady Luck now switch.