The Devil's Roulette, a poem by Robin McNamara at Spillwords.com
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The Devil’s Roulette

The Devil’s Roulette

written by: Robin McNamara

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God’s
In the casino betting on black
But the Devil keeps winning on red.
The scent in the house heavy with sulphur.

The waitress brings wine to the table
— The colour of sacrificial red.

The dice lands on zero —
gasps from the angels In the room;
watching the Devil’s roulette.

God’s
Gambling with the nearby souls—
forsaken in a desperate attempt
to play the Devil’s advocate.

Religion is disrobed at the nearest pawnshop—
a final shot on black again.

The Devil smiles contentedly.
The house of Lucifer always wins.

Robin McNamara

Robin McNamara

APRIL 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Robin McNamara is an Irish poet from Waterford City. He has over 150 poems published worldwide in America, Canada, Ireland and in the UK with Beir Bua Journal, Dreich, Versification, Pink Plastic House, Daily Drunk, Full House Literary Magazine, Dream Journal, Second Chance Lit, Literary Heist, Dwelling Literary & Impspired. A regular contributor to Spillwords since 2018 where he was currently Author of the Month, April 2020. Robin is also involved in the Poetry Ireland prompts. Robin’s debut chapbook, 'Under a Mind’s Staircase' was written during the lockdown in Ireland. Published by Hedgehog Poetry Press, UK.
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