Chances were the premium at the Chances Store.
I called up their proprietor and asked for just one more.
Inside information suggested relocate. When they closed the Chances Store… It sealed the users fate.
No plans for the future and the future it is here. Who knew that the sun would rise and whisper last nights fear.
So we headed for the highway which ended at the light. Looked upon arrival, no Chances Store in sight.
Searching for the answers that will ease the fears, some will stand there crying to find few are buying tears.
All are someone’s baby, lost along the way. Strangers and sojourners who have lost the need to pray.
And I say Pray!