Winning O'most Never Does Enter Reality

Winning O'most Never Does Enter Reality


Winning the lottery is everyone’s hope.
Oh not buying a ticket for me, Oh no, nope!
Now I have a trick, yes I have figured this it out.
Don’t discount my dream with your linear doubt.
Each person I know overlooked these tools.
Regrettably, unfortunately, all are fools.

What is this scheme, this design in mind?
Onward and read and nuggets you’ll find!
Now everyone always loses a thing or two,
Don’t close your eyes or you’ll lose it too.
Every sort of thing, every sort of way,
Removed from our lives on any given day.

What I contend is that value’s the key.
Only that which matters ceases to be!
No way to prevent this, it’s just a must.
Discarded junk will always gather dust.
Every precious thing is the more easily lost.
Removed more quickly the higher the cost.

Why just look around you to see this is true.
Often enough our friends both lonely and blue.
No keys to the car, no spouse to the home.
Disappeared, like the point of this poem.
Escaping that trap, my point still held back,
Remembering the secret keeps it on track.

With all that is lost, these things of great worth.
Optimist alone, I am scanning this Earth.
Nobody's looking and checking the cracks,
Downward eyes I'm searching for tracks.
Ergo one day, in my sight twill be cast
Rewarded by finding the winner at last.


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Acrostic Poem: W O N D E R
Word Count: 241