Lottery
The night I had won
Was unlike any other
There was a strange chill
Reminding me of
A dark trip down the river
And stale promises
Of coins stacking up
Of strangers choking me out
And full reversals
To spend my last days
Unbound from the trivial
The frivolous things
The LORD had freed me
Knowing I would not worship
But simply enjoy
And there was no luck
A conversation with God
And perfect timing
Very great reward
A soap box to exclaim from
Jesus is in charge
The difference unclear
Between life and afterlife
Not too important
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