Birth begins a lifelong gamble for all to face

Happiness, along with sadness, is merely a phase

Ideas inspire, perceptions change, hope gives chase

Moods shift, dreams fade, whatever the pace

Death’s determination inevitably ends the race

Thus when opportunity arises, play your ace

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K.G. says…

This short piece is what really got my juices flowing to start writing poems. I enjoy hearing people’s interpretations and how each person derives a slightly different meaning from it.

Writing it myself at the time, it was about the fact that nothing is absolutely certain in life; that nothing lasts forever nor stays in a constant state. The only guarantee is that we all meet the same fate in the end. Therefore, regardless of all the uncertainties and changes going on around us, we ought to “play our aces” at some point before we no longer have the chance to.

People have asked, “What is the ace?” That can be down to individual interpretation. For me, a person’s ace can be anything – a talent, trait or gift which can be leveraged/exploited to improve one’s circumstances.