Beetlebung and Kettlehole--April Poems

Chance Sued

Chance, the solitary tyrant,
unwraps his cloak
after passing me by,

while I, in my current repose
open one indifferent eyelid
and shrug my shoulders,

but as my public duty,
I have brought him
to court, today.

My deposition is: chance stalks
to bump off desperate victims
fearing insignificance

as they wait for him, sleepless,
to vanish inside
the echo of his footsteps.

Chance, I declare,
deserves lifetime incarceration
to free Liberum Arbitrium from its spell.


Note: Liberum Arbitrium: free will (in philosophy)

Prompt: justice or a gavel