Life Spans Are Strange

Like hands of cards,
They shape to counts,
And like the cards
They have bad beats

That seem to stand
Odds on their heads
For that one hand.
It’s not all luck.

It can’t be planned.
Spans don’t have rules.
Spans just have trends.
And you’re the cards,

And you’re the deal,
And you’re the stakes,
And you’re the pot,
And you’re one hand.