Date: 01/20/2013 at 03:35
From: Scarlatti's Muse, Chryseas Ashaela, the Argent Avatar of Art
To : Everyone
Subj: Gambling

The gambler's heart is ever tart,
Pining for more, another score.
Ignoring the debts to make more bets,
They only count the wins and bount.

But like akin things gambling has swings.
Win a jot, then pay the pot,
The account is square, but are you aware?
Each win and loss tallies across.

Ignoring the deficits to highlight the glitz,
Makes the gambler a bereft rambler.
Speaking of glory never the worry,
When all was bankrupt and life disrupt.

In life fate will call, asking due for all.
Hiding is futile with karma so brutal...
Ask not for favoured chance, another begged advance,
When debts toll from failed past,
...Because gambled gains do not last.

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Ero, in the year 616 AF.