I come from a long line of optimists.
My question then, why so glum today?
Seems I’m not welcome in either heaven or hell.
I can hear drums & cheers
from the playing field down the road a-ways.
Can I find no peace?
I passed the buck so long ago
yet reaped no reward worth one thin dime.
Lost a penny in a gumball dispenser,
just a child with no more coins to wager.
Now I’m older, still strapped for cash
to redeem my way into sanctuary.