The Dice

A roll of dice to determine a birth between treachery and safe life
a safe flight to seek space without war
a safe night to see a space full of stars

But bombs drop and babies are born
just as worn bodies take on life from dusk until dawn

The dice are rolled and stories are told
and it is mere luck where our births unfold

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