another poem

Each of course was written by me and meaning something at the time it was written and something to me now of course as well….

It is time to toss the dice;
Are we Men or are we Mice;
It is time to toss the dice;

Where do our fortunes lie;
When the light of day begins to die;
Where do our fortunes lie;

Hope begins to wane;
And we fear its all been in vain;
Hope begins to wane;

For the sky is all gloom;
Yet we fight the feeling of doom;
For the sky is all gloom.

It is time to toss the dice;
For we are Men not Mice;
It is time to toss the dice.
~ 4/01 by Jake Barnard ~

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About Jakob Barnard

I live in Jamestown, ND where I work for RealTruck.com, a firefighter with the Jamestown Rural Fire Dept, and keep rather busy.
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